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Жанры: LitRPG, Progression, Comedy, Non-Human Lead, Action.
Автор: Chaperone — зарубежный автор.

Only keepers can reverse death. So why are they called grubs and not Gods? Moss is a keeper. His job is simple - maintain the dungeon by removing Holy Relics and reviving dead monsters.Essential, yet he’s rewarded and respected by none.Fellow dungeon monsters spit on his kind, call them cleaners, maggots or grubs. But if these cleaners are so harmless, then why would the dungeon Core restrict their power? And if Moss was truly worthless, then why did someone set a quest to have him killed? As the Whispering Pools dungeon approaches Hallowed Eve (the end of the season).Moss is close to achieving his goal; staying alive to maintain his stats and securing key keeper - a position of leadership he can use to promote his race.But chaos threatens his ambitions. With monsters going missing, Holy Relics on the black market, whispers of revolution and no word from Pools (The dungeons' Core).Soon, there might be no society left to elevate his kind in.With a change in Flow, Moss discovers new friends, a unique class and the Temple of Death.A ruin, mysteriously scrubbed from the Archives and containing enough legendary Death Relics to make a lowly grub’s dreams come true.
Expectations: * Comedy - Serious story with mad scenes and madder characters.* LitRPG - Stats, abilities, achievements and loot. (Stats are not repeated every 4 pages).* Dungeon/monsters - Explore a twisting dungeon of multiple levels, biomes and hybrid creatures.* Slow burn - MC gets strong, just not in the first few pages.* Drugs/violence - This is a comedy, they're monsters. When they snort mana crystals things get weird.* No smut/harem.
Release schedule: Three chapters a week (T,W,T) Book cover by @TheBrackenBard
Verification note: I, Mr. Weir, confirm the copyright complaint submitted to Google LLC on 17/07/2026 regarding an unauthorized edition of 'Dungeon Keeper (Comedy, LitRPG, Monster Evolve)'.
Пусть зовут меня грязью — я тот, кто стирает границу между жизнью и смертью.