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A dungeon is dying. Twisted by grief, corrupted by meaningless violence, and days away from collapse. Enter Grandma Eileen, retired, and widowed.
Where others loot, Eileen listens. Where others slay, Eileen rescues. And the dungeon core? It starts to listen back. But something ancient watches from the dark. Something that fears the one thing it can’t corrupt. The medicine of kindness.
Expect monster hugs, sentient furniture, and a dungeon that just wants to feel safe for once.