《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 79
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I spent most of my time in the Solar Energy room again today. It went exactly as I expected it to. I am making progress rather rapidly, but my starting point is not exactly very good. There are maybe a handful of people in the entire world capable of using Solar Energy, and I am capable of learning from none of them. It’s kind of funny really, had I gained the use of mana instead of Solar Energy I would have possibly the greatest teachers in the world in addition to not having to worry about having enough energy to use magic with. Instead, I gained the use of something much more volatile and creative.
The more I use them the more I realize that Mana is very stable and destructive, while Solar Energy is the opposite. Nothing I know of, and nothing the scholars in my grove know of, is able to turn mana into something else. While at the same time it slowly corrodes everything it touches, turning it into more of itself.
To my knowledge, the only thing that creates Solar Energy is Solar Energy itself, and it wants to be something else. It wants to create things that mana struggles to do. This is most obvious to me with my plants. It took me hours to figure out how to do something with Astrie that will take me upwards of a week to figure out with mana.
I was able to use the Terminal today, something I haven’t been able to do since regaining my body. I did a bit of asking around on there and I found out a couple interesting things. The first being that I shouldn’t have access to the Terminal at all, dungeon lords, like myself, don’t get access to it. Only dungeon cores and dungeon cores that form physical bodies after becoming strong enough to create a body for themselves. Of course, all the creations of any dungeon, lord or not, are put on sale in the market. It’s just that lords never profit off of it. I made all the money I did by selling how to make Ents, which is why all those other dungeons were able to figure it out.
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Speaking of the market, I did figure out exactly what that plant that creates sunlight does. It literally does just that, create sunlight, also known as solar energy. The way it works is it takes mana in, does something, and pushes out Solar Energy and just as much mana as went in out. The solar energy leaves the plant too fast to interact with the mana, though not a lot is created. No mana is changed during this process, all of it that goes in comes out. And yet the plant won’t work without mana.
Of course, it doesn’t produce much Solar Energy at all. It is also incredibly complex, it would take me weeks to get it working well enough to really benefit from it, I can’t use Solar Energy to do it faster quicker because the difficult parts have to be made with Mana because otherwise, it does the opposite, turn Solar Energy into mana. Something plants already do by default, and something easy enough to do without an intermediary.
Other than that one of the scholars convinced me to take a small class on math. I’m not sure why I agreed, but it is only one class for about an hour tomorrow. I haven’t studied math since my dad taught me the basics when I was young, so it might be interesting.
Anyway, Good Night Diary.
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