I got another undead to evolve late this evening. I think it will be a bit less than two more days worth of work before I get the next one to evolve, finishing in the early afternoon and not late evening.

Azrezel has a total of two hundred and twelve undead that I have not yet managed to evolve. All of them are at varying levels of power and damage. It shouldn’t take too long to fix them all up, I am rapidly getting better and better at this thanks to what is basically cheating. I would be surprised if more than a handful of people in the world have received a boon like the knowledge I gained from Origin in any field.

Not that I’m complaining, far from it in fact. It is helping me improve in ways I couldn’t have possibly imagined before. And I want more. Yes, there is a lot of knowledge that I still need to properly absorb, but it is still finite. It won’t last forever.

The way I see it there are two paths to power open to me; healing and plant manipulation. Plant manipulation is what I was born into, the main way to improve there is to gather new plants and to improve the plants that I have. Healing is something I happened upon on my own, it is something I wasn’t inherently talented in, to begin with, but it is something I have grown to love. The path to power for healing is study and practice, study and practice.

There is some overlap between the two in the form of White Foot. Using White Foot I can make myself into a better healer. I can’t think of a way to become better at manipulating plants using healing.

I have always said that I don’t crave power, and I still think that’s true. What I crave is the journey to that power. I don’t care about being able to bring thousands of people from the brink of death to peak physical condition in the blink of an eye, but figuring out how to do that is another story.

All of this to say that it shouldn’t take long at all before I finish evolving all of Azrezel’s undead. It’s a shame he isn’t able to use healing magic.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.