Fate a power known by all in the universe. Often used to describe the lucky or fortune for the random gifts or actions.

Ones there was an ancient race stronger than ever seen in the universe, the ancient race watched over the smaller races and their conflicts and smiled.

If you ask yourself how to become one of the strongest race there ever was?

Then most of the people would laugh at you, only the ancient would frown because there was once a way to become the strongest one. Now locked by the race itself to never be seen again.

The power was Called the Dungeon often seen as Blue glowing monolith a giant to most of our skyscrapers.

When one of those dungeon cores spawned in the universe a war would break out. A war over one of the most valued resource in the universe.

This monolith isn’t just a strange rock which would be useful after refining. NO. No. no. It’s a rock. A giant boulder to be specific. With the power to create everything you could ever imagine, the cost only being something of the same value. Dirt to Gold, Water to oxygen, air to buildings, everything has value some more than other, but most are only different in the perspective of the watchers.

For reference a starving man would see food more important than gold or riches. An alien race would see currency as nothing more than paper. Magical or important resources would look for an average person like rocks. The perspective gives value, but for a Dungeon core exists no value only input and output.

So, after the ancient race won the first battle, they created a base so powerful that nobody could ever bridge it, but the cost was massive many died in the war over the monoliths.

Till one day all races teamed up to destroy the one with the power the ancient race. What followed was a slaughter million no billions no trillions no sextillion no tredecillion no vigintillion. It was massive so massive numbers couldn’t describe it. A baby was born and the next second it dies a planet was born the next second it turns into ash.

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The chaos was so massive even races not in the same plane of existence needed to but in only for them too.

Winning and winning and winning. It all went to their head till some couldn’t take it anymore they went on themselves. When found no more challenges they made more challenges even against their kind.

Till lastly one spoke up. He was called ??? he adventured from universe to universe to explore and find new things.

Bu after he came back, he found his nation, his world, his race, his home in ruin. After seeing what was once before him and laid now in ruin. he shouted, heard by mass of people surrounding the place to welcome the man's returns. He explained from a standpoint everyone could understand over the reason they even went so far to go into ruin. What once was a safe haven lies now in ruin.

They were a peaceful race from birth, never harming and always carrying till one day a monolith spawned out of nowhere in their capital. Out of interest they researched it to find out what it does. What they didn’t know was the signal it gave out, to the others, when spawned to be found and reunited.

Brought upon a war they never wanted they created a safe haven to retreat and never need to go into war again. After successfully defending their home planet they decided to make their goal bigger a safe haven to just for themself but others which were in the same situation. They took the monoliths if the keepers couldn't keep it save and in return created a safe haven for those who could or couldn't protect it.

Their goals were to find new planets plagued with the dungeon core and save them from the ones with bad intentions.

Retelling their ancestor story and reminding everyone of their basic dream and nature. A seed sprouted. Taking action into his own hand ??? went to the Dungeon core. a mass of people following behind him.

Together they rebelled against the corrupted and found themselves before the monolith. The giant core he trades their safe haven for safe haven for all plagued by the core. His wish connected to the power of fate. Creating the first sub system the faith system. A power connected to the will and the power of Fate.

So, the war over the Monolith ended. Or so It should have, but nothing can stop the ones corrupted by greed. So, the system decided for an alternative.

A Dungeon Controller. The Controller powered with the system and the dungeon core. Together they defend against the power of others to save it from itself.

The system knowing it couldn't be able to create something powerful enough to take the role of the dungeon controller decided for an alternative.

It created a destiny stone, which tells the tale of his people and an activation code. Read by the one chosen by faith, he will be teleported to the tutorial and given a core to defend.

The tutorial entails class, trait and a pocket dimension which will be invaded regularly by invaders getting stronger by day as the barrier defending will lose on power.