You are Anon, a novice adventurer. You've decided to get your start traveling the land and doing great deeds at a comparatively younger age than most other wanderers and have endured doubt at best and ridicule at worst from your fellow colleagues. That, combined with your lack of experience in slaying monsters and rescuing maidens, has left you without an adventuring party and thus little hope of earning fame and fortune. After just a few short months on the road, things are looking grim for your budding career as an adventurer, and soon you're going to be out of money and supplies. The thought of returning back to the farm fills you with dread, and you're willing to do anything to keep that from happening.

Luckily for you, a chance opportunity struck in the form of a bit of overheard gossip in a small village inn that you had stopped by for some cheap broth and watery ale. A group of adventurers were bemoaning their inability to fit through the entrance to a nearby dungeon rumored to hold vast riches, guarded by fearsome monstergirls that preferred to mate with human prey rather than slay them. That sort of low-stakes threat was right up your alley, and you'd always been on the scrawny side as well as lightly kitted due to your income and inexperience as an adventurer. After gathering some information from the locals you set off in search of this Monstergirl Dungeon in the hopes of turning your situation around.

After a short journey, you find yourself in front of the entrance of the fabled Monstergirl Dungeon. You can immediately see clearly why an entire fully equipped party of adventurers would find it impossible to make their way in, as the entrance is little more than a narrow hole in the ground with footholds carved in the dirt. Were it not for clearly visible masonry a little ways down it would be easily mistaken for a sinkhole considering its nondescript appearance as an irregular hole surrounded by nothing but forestry and green grass.