Update: Hiatus for a while My name is Joe. I've been playing games about dungeon-building all my life with the hope of being able to manage or create one myself. Of course, I know there were no dungeons IRL, but who knows? A good friend of mine who knows of my obsession with dungeons gave me a birthday gift yesterday. It was a game in a different genre than what I played usually. But since it was a gift he gave me, I played it. Though there weren't really any "dungeons" in it, the oldies Eastern aesthetic took me in. I played it as soon as I got it from him, no questions asked. What did it give me?! Unwanted transmigration into this world of extra bullshit!!
"No, Mr. Orange!" Alan's voice trailed off.
That was until his chosen champion was out of sight. Once he couldn't see Mr. Orange anymore, he just shrugged and gave up.
"In my defense, he really looked knowledgeable." He said.
In the maze, the competition restarted. Mr. White got a new lease on life since the 'Demons' were left on pause. He went through the first layer of the maze like a hot knife cut butter. Admittedly, he was a little slowed by the mechanical traps but breezed through the fake walls. It was too bad he always chose the wrong path when presented with two or more fake walls, so his progress stalled.