Within a secluded forest off the well trodden path, there lies a disguised hatch hidden under the roots of an aged tree leading to a smooth stone staircase. Following them down reveals an expanse of sprawling tunnels connected to sets of uniform rooms. The distinct lack of moisture or sign of any creepy crawlies and an ever-present warmth shows the effort the occupants have put in to not only make their home liveable, but comfortable before their final transcendence. Further along the tunnels reaching where they end leads into a large cavern where an important ritual is taking place.
A group of two dozen or so figures in dark robes surround a pillar carving symbol upon symbol on the surfaces closest to them. Hovering above the pillar is a crystal sphere the size of a human head the linchpin of this ritual, a dungeon core. The excitement of the mages is palpable as their immortality nears completion. Years of work and planning, of amassing comrades and resources, seemingly endless days of research and preparation hiding from the world, snatching a newly formed dungeon all leading to this moment. What brought them all here might not be the same but their goals aligned enough for this union to come to pass. Some came for an infinite life, afraid that their privileged lives will end all too soon. Others at the prospect of endless research of magic and technology against the ceaseless sands of time. And one must not forget the allure of power, commanding armies of monsters that span past the horizon.
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As the last stroke is made the congregation links their arms and hands together, to never again part with one another. After a pulse arcane might they all fall limp on the floor never to rise evermore. The core pulled by the forces of the sigils begins to spin, pulling in the souls that have been torn from their bodies. Unfortunately for these arcane scholars it is at this moment that the carefully performed ritual fails. It still continues to function however instead of the human souls subsuming the dungeon and replacing it's consciousness their positions are swapped and feed it's own growth, pushing it's mind to new limits.
And thus are story can finally begin,