The Gate of the Feral Gods (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #4)

by Matt Dinniman

A shrine to youthful optimism. Inevitably, as life steamrolls on, she’s become more concerned with what is missing from her collection rather than what she already has.

The dromedarians, to their credit, didn’t treat the girl poorly even though she was partially responsible for bombing their town. I wasn’t so sure humans would be so forgiving.

It is amazing. I can look down upon my planet. My beautiful, lost planet. If I am to die here, I want this to be my last view.

They say by the time the fighting is over, none of these NPCs are left alive. None of these buildings stand. It is all destroyed in the pursuit of an imaginary prize. This makes my heart hurt. This volcano world is obviously a fairy tale. But is this city real? It looks real. It smells real. There is history here. And if so, what’s the purpose of giving this to us? To show us a wonder that once existed, to remind us that they don’t care what they destroy? To beat us further into submission? And what of the NPCs? What of their suffering? I fear what will happen to my mind when I see it destroyed.

And it reminded me that Ife wasn’t the only one. That there is good in this world. There is something left to fight for. I might die tomorrow, but it won’t be because I’ve given up. And I want to thank you for that.”