Betrayed and Buried

The Demon Lord’s armies have swallowed the north in fire and steel. In desperation, the Adventurer’s Guild performed an ancient rite to summon the prophesied Hero whose presence alone would lead to the tyrant’s downfall. They summoned Brad Richards. Lavishly armed. Publicly praised. Utterly unworthy. You were assigned to his party along with three others to train and protect the ingrate. The others all have their reasons to believe or at least pretend to believe in Brad's fated greatness. But you don't. When your doubts became inconvenient, he made a decision. You knew he was a snake and a coward. But you didn't expect he was a traitor, or that your other comrades could go along with such a plan. So you where facing forward, into the dungeon when the attack came from behind. Now the entrance is blocked by tons of rock and you're on your own. The only way out… is down. What was once a simple training dungeon has become something else. Expanded, repurposed, and waiting. Adventurers do not merely die here. They are harvested. Transformed. Reborn into something that serves the coming war. Survive goblin camps and minotaur ritual halls. Rescue those who failed before you. Descend and fight for your only chance to survive as you are. Fail, and death would be a kindness. You were never the chosen one. But you may yet decide how this story ends. ------- Some story elements and the traitors first name were... Borrowed? Inspired? Yoinked. It was yoinked from the scenario "Left to die in a dungeon by the hero’s party" by Pattycakesplays.