“With this, the creation of the first dungeon is now complete. The game will begin in one weeks’ time. Has anyone else decided on who they want to choose as their hero?” The cloaked leader of the game informed the gods gathered around the table.

“Whatever you say ‘Bob’!” Zeus yelled laughingly.

“I can’t believe he decided to call me that.” The shadowy DM sitting at the head of the table muttered darkly. “Absolutely no respect, you’d think he’d be happy to gain the favor of a god, but no he does something like this. In fact, I don’t think I’m going to tell him the real reason he was chosen just yet!”

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The gathered gods began to talk and laugh at his expense for a few minutes before he could calm them down.

“I’ve made my selection,” Odin announced firmly silencing everyone.

“And who have you chosen?” Bob asked, grateful for the change in topic.

“I have chosen the girl Sierra!”

The table was silent for a second before exploding into conversation in the wake of the unexpected announcement.

Brigit slammed her hands into the table and glared at the one-eyed man before turning and stomping away from everyone.

Book 1 End