In the deepest reaches of the Bone Pits, a canine seemingly like any other woke up in the ruined remains of a wooden box.With knowledge it shouldn't have, fleeting memories it couldn't reach, and the icy grasp of death crawling up its spine with every labored breath, it simply wished to live another day.

Yet, in the bowels of a city built on metal corpses, nothing was ever simple.

Gangs, religious groups, loose collectives, Dungeon Barons, highborn and cultists alike all battle for supremacy in the industrial underbelly of Carmera, blind to what prowls below.

For in the writhing clouds of smog none peer into, in the murky, frothing depths of the sumps that none approach, in the deepest reaches of the Dungeon that none but the mentally deranged dare challenge, the last wolf rakes its claws through steel and howls to a distant sky.

Are you tired of fun monster evolution stories where the monster becomes increasingly less monstrous, and eventually they're just a more spicy version of a human and it stops being a monster evolution story?Well, i am.So- insert thanos meme where he says "fine, i'll do it myself"PS: Pacing is a bit slow, and speed-reading will just confuse you in certain points. (The art in the book cover was made by me editing an extremely talented artist's render and adding things to it. The artist is named Chloe Bt, and she allowed me permission to use her render as the main ingredient to my book cover, because she's fucking awesome. Many thanks, and check her stuff out, she's really talented.) (Currently In temporary hiatus due to author health problems.)