Before starting my meditation I talked to one of the Ents. She was the one who became depressed when they realized they will never return to the life they had before this one, the child of mine I personally taught the art of healing. She has since been named Mary, and she is an incredibly talented healer, already surpassing myself when I am not using a specialized armor. Of course, most of that is raw talent and sheer mana production, I am still much more skilled.

We talked for a while and I loaned her one of the books I used when I got my start with healing and told her to come back when she finishes it. Next, I think I will ask Tiddol to loan her the origin book, nothing in it is explicitly about healing, but there is a lot of useful information in it, like diagrams and the reason different parts are designed the way they are.

As for what we talked about, it was mostly about her future. She wants to perfect healing magic, or at least get as close to perfecting it as she can. She plans on staying here long enough to learn everything she can about healing from me and anyone else willing to teach her before striking out with another group of my children to pursue her dream. Currently, she is learning under the Dragonewt Saint, whose name I have just learned to be Bug Hornmark, seriously, no one ever tells me names and it is really awkward to just ask for them in a situation where I should already know. Anyway, I approve, Bug is a very competent healer, second only to myself in the local area, with her raw talent she should be able to understand everything he has to teach very quickly.

Now we get to the reason this is Day 346 instead of Day 345. I spent too long refining Luck Blossom and no one could wake me up, or at least everyone stopped short of causing physical pain to wake me. The last stretch for evolving it was more difficult than I thought it would be, but ultimately I finished it rather quickly. I then observed it while it was evolving, and it really only made the plant more complicated, but in a way that was easy for me to refine. If I had made it evolve using almost any method other than complete systematic refinement it would have been impossible for me to do anything with it, like trying to comb out incredibly knotted hair, at one point you are better off cutting it off.

Luckily for me, I did use that method, and as such refining the new parts was easy, triggering a second evolution. At this point I am absolutely convinced that this plant was intentionally designed by a power much greater than myself, likely a true immortal or an ancient dungeon, nothing else would be capable of perfectly dictating exactly how a creature evolves in the way this plant very obviously was. The second evolution, like the first, only really served to make the plant more complicated in the same way, and again, I managed to quickly make it evolve.

It is obvious that in the wild each of these evolutions would take at least a couple decades, with each one taking longer than the last. Why any of this exists I have no idea, but I think I will find out soon.

I ended up spending the rest of yesterday and most of today refining this plant, making it evolve over and over again simply because I could and it was situated perfectly for me to do so. I’m assuming the designer either had someone in my particular situation in mind when they designed the plant, or I found an exploit they hadn't thought of, as there is no way I wouldn’t be able to pull it off without my status as the lord of the grove, my dungeon core, and my abilities as a plant manipulator combined. I quickly realized Using my dungeon core I was somehow delaying the plants evolution, allowing me to perfect it first, which no doubt made everything else easier, both my dungeon core and my status as the lord of the grove allowed me some level of control over the actual evolution process of the plant, making it possible to direct it into a form that is easier to refine, my status as lord also helped make the plant much more responsive to any changes I make while my abilities as a plant manipulator are there for the raw muscle behind the operation.

In the end, I lost track of the number of evolutions it went through, but it isn’t like that matters anymore as all traces of the plant are gone, completely disappeared. In its place I felt changed somehow, it is difficult to describe but I feel more in control, over what I can’t say. On top of that, there was a strange metallic cube that had appeared in my hands as if by magic, but there was no mana or solar energy involved, so it can’t be any form of magic I am familiar with.

Looking at it I know exactly what it is and how to open it, almost instinctively. It is some kind of letter and I do not yet have the resources to open it, tomorrow perhaps.

One final note before I go to bed. Today is the first day of spring.

Anyway, Good NIght Diary.