Raiders: The Dungeon’s Secret

Dungeons don’t care about hope. Or fear. They exist to kill—Kin just happens to be better at it.



He’s not a hero, not some wide-eyed fool chasing treasure. He’s a Raider, and the deep is his proving ground. Down there, where the stone breathes and the walls remember, he thrives—faster, sharper, deadlier than anything that crosses his path.



But the dungeon is changing.



Paths warp. Patterns break. And the monsters? They don’t charge—they coordinate. They flank. They wait. It’s not instinct. It’s strategy.



Something down there knows him.



And it wants a war.



Good.



So does he.