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<p> <strong> Congratulations Nameless Soul, your soul has been chosen from the countless multitude to become the intelligence of a new Dungeon Core. As the intelligence of a Dungeon you are tasked with building, expanding, and maintaining the Dungeon and all it contains. Any aspects of your intelligence that would detract from your performance has been removed. Remember your duties and serve the gods well. </strong> </p> <p> </p> <p> From my earliest memories those words are the only thing I can remember. Of course I know that I had memories from before the message but I can never remember them. Sometimes I wish I could remember them just to be reminded of what it's like to not be what I am but other times I don't miss them at all in the moments when I rejoice in the power I have in my domain. But my memories are not what is important only the dungeon matters to me. </p> <p> --------- </p> <p> I don't own the cover all credit goes to the photographer. </p> <p> This is my first story so I appologize if my writing is inconsistant in quality. </p> <p> </p>
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