Dungeon Crawler Carl (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #1)

by Matt Dinniman

I never considered myself a big fan of cats. But, if we’re being truthful here, I liked Donut. That cat did not give two shits about anybody or anything, and I could respect that.

“My name is Mordecai, and I am what’s called a Non-combatant NPC. I am like you. I’m a person whose world was displaced. This was many, many solars ago. I was a dungeon crawler just like you.

Each dungeon is specially built for the world it inhabits. And they spend a lot of time... a lot… of time making sure the locals understand the game and the notifications.

This is the seventh or eighth human-seeded world, and it’s always the same. You always want to know why.

“There are six basic starter species the Syndicate uses to seed worlds. Humans are one of them.

The advance team arrived in your 1930s, I believe.

The Syndicate consists of over three billion independent star systems. Every season, a new Dungeon Crawler World debuts across the net.

Donut named the one with the facial piercings Rory and the other Lorelai.

“Did we really just start a meth war between the goblins and the llamas?”