Magic. Math. Not a whole lot of context.
Two months ago, I was a wormhole navigator, ripping open a hole in the universe to save a ship of people who only vaguely tolerated me. Two weeks ago, long story short, I threaded an impossible path through the void between dimensions to crash-land into a dungeon. You know the kind: monsters to defeat, corridors full of traps to avoid, and magical powers to earn.
I'm not ashamed to admit that it's been two weeks of loneliness, fear, adrenaline, and constant injury. But I'll make it out of here by myself if I have to, or my name isn't Adam Leviathan James.
... too bad the Levi doesn't stand for Leviathan, huh.
(This story contains NSFW chapters, which are clearly marked. It also contains friendship, violence, hair braiding, magic-as-engineering, magical programming, and in medias res. This story also exists on RR, and is being cross-posted here. Advance chapters, feedback, and discussion? I have a Discord: https://discord.gg/dHh3XMMB4T)