
by Inspector_K
Dale Kowalski spent eleven years telling people their buildings were about to kill them. Nobody ever thanked him for it. Then a condemned four-story walk-up did something no building is supposed to do, and Dale fell through the floor of his own city and into a status screen. CLASS ASSIGNED: Demolition Specialist (Rank F) Not a warrior. Not a mage. The bottom rung of a fantasy class system—because whatever handed it to him didn't want a hero, it wanted an inspector. Turns out this world has the same problem Ashford Falls did: everything's held up by decades of corner-cutting nobody's looked closely enough to notice. Monsters have skeletal load-bearing flaws. Dungeons are unlicensed additions. And somewhere underneath all of it, something a lot bigger than a bad wall is overdue for inspection. Dale never wanted to be anyone's hero. He just wants someone, somewhere, to finally listen when he says a thing is about to fall down. An isekai LitRPG about workplace burnout, structural engineering, and hitting things exactly where the math says to.
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