The floor knows where the monsters are. It's trying to tell you. Numbers etched into the stone. A "3" means three things with teeth, hiding nearby. A "1" means maybe you'll live. A blank tile? Go for it! |
Sweep Happens is a roguelite where Minesweeper logic is the only thing keeping you alive. Read the numbers. Pick a path. Live with the consequences. Try to avoid enemies and go as deep in the dungeon as you can. |
WHEN LOGIC FAILS, FIGHT Step on a tail with a monster and combat goes real-time. Dodge projectiles in an arena. Time your swing. Burn mana on spells. Five weapon families, five attack minigames, an ability roster deep enough to break most encounters and a few that will break you back. |
Spells, runes, holy strikes, freezing winds. Pick what you bring. The arena doesn't care what kills the dragon, only that something does. |
EVERYONE DOWN HERE IS A COMEDIAN A retired dragon with back pain. An elf elder still mad about the council vote. An eight-year-old with a slingshot, braver than any of them. A rat in a crown who insists he runs this place. A mushroom that won't stop offering you tea. A beaver with blueprints for a siege weapon he hasn't built yet. |
TALK YOUR WAY THROUGH. Every NPC remembers how you treated them and their friends. Being helpful, opens many doors - secret topics, side quests, gold, the occasional map of the floor below. |
LOOT THAT ISN'T ALWAYS PRACTICAL Dozens of weapons. Armor in every slot. Some legendary. Some cursed. Some you'll equip just to find out what it does. |
EACH RUN, NEVER THE SAME TWICE Procedurally generated layouts. Branching exits at deeper floors - pick the safe one or the rich one. Save and resume any time. Short enough for a coffee break. Long enough to ruin one. |
WHAT'S DOWN THERE
20 floors of dungeon, deepening as you go
Dozens of monsters and bosses with their own attack patterns
Dozens of items across 8 gear slots
30+ NPCs who remember you, with mood-locked dialog and side quests
Five weapon types, each with its own attack minigame
Branching level graph, save and resume, short light-weighted runs
Music-synced cutscenes with a singing bard
SOMETHING IS WAITING AT THE BOTTOM Below the ruins. Past the crypts. Beneath the abyss itself. There is a lord of this dungeon. He doesn't know you yet, but boy oh boy he's about to! |
