Game Boy Advance Version
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| Developer(s) | Pronto Games |
| Publisher(s) | Infogrames |
| Platform(s) | Game Boy Advance |
| Release date(s) | 2002 |
| Genre(s) | Role-playing video game |
| Mode(s) | Single-player |
A game titled Dungeons & Dragons: Eye of the Beholder was released for the Game Boy Advance that uses a "stripped down version of the 3rd edition D&D rules" with "only four basic character classes". It is not a port of the original game, though it possesses roughly the same plot. It bears stronger resemblance to the original Gold Box games, such as Pool of Radiance.
Eye of the Beholder is similar to the early Role-playing video game Dungeon Master, released in 1987 by FTL Games.
According to GameSpy, this game "only managed to be a curiosity for older gamers and an annoying Western-style RPG for a new generation of Nintendo fans who had no idea what a Gold Box game was".
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