《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 131
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This morning I woke up to see a tall figure with red eyes, almost skeletal features, and great wings of bone jutting from his back smiling down at me. It took me way too long to recognize Azrezel, his evolution changed him a lot.
The undead he was creating ultimately ended up a failure. Yeah it is really strong and marginally more intelligent than any of the other undead, but it isn’t smart enough to be sentient which was the whole point.
It was, however, more than enough to trigger an evolution for Azrezel. Which isn’t surprising with how easy it is to evolve here right now. This is where things get interesting. See, a while back I was talking to azrezel about how I created my own body when I evolved from a dungeon core to the body I have now. And Azrezel has been studying necromancy pretty much since before he could walk, he understands necromancy much better than I understand healing, and that is with the massive advantage I have floating around in my head. I would compare it to plant manipulation, but necromancy is a lot closer to healing than plant manipulation is so it makes a better comparison. So Azrezel decided to change his own evolution.
Now, Azrezel has no experience manipulating evolutions, much less his own evolution. I was only able to do so the first time because I had tons of energy flowing through my body that I kinda had control over but not really, way back during the double sun event. On top of that the world has not recognized Azrezel as being a creator, like it had with me the last time I evolved. That is apparently a thing that happens when you create several new species and makes everything involved in that a lot easier, especially manipulating evolutions.
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So Azrezel could only stay awake as long as he had enough energy, in this case mana, available to keep him awake. Luckily Azrezel had access to way more mana than he actually ended up needing. We overshot the amount of mana he could end up using by a couple orders of magnitude, he used as much as he could in the creation of that undead and didn’t put a scratch in the supply.
Just having mana is not enough to stay awake, you also need to know how to use to stay awake, something a proficient necromancer definitely knows how to do. I was able to do it due to the innate qualities of Solar Energy more than anything else.
Then came the actual creation process. As he worked the hand of the world worked with him in tandem, both using their own pools of energy to improve Azrezel’s body. The world improved his body and he improved upon the improvements, and it went around and around like that until Azrezel ran out of mana.
He created what he knows, undead. Through evolution Azrezel has become what he sought to create in the first place, a sentient undead. And now I have to cure the taint of necromantic healing from him again, like it wasn’t fun enough the first time.
I also think I finally figured out why it is so easy to evolve here. The world is really paying attention to me because I’ve created several new species. Pretty much every time I refine a plant as much as I can I am making several dozen new species, I don’t even notice when it evolves anymore. All I really benefit from the plant evolving is extra mana to work with, which is more or less wasted as it isn’t a mana intensive project to begin with. I don’t think it is going to stop paying close attention to me any time soon. The more attention the world pays to me, and by extension my grove and the surrounding area, the easier it is to evolve. The same reason why one evolution makes it easier to trigger a second evolution in the same area, only taken to the extreme as the world couldn’t possibly be paying more attention to me.
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The world seems to like to learn but is incapable of making new things on it’s own, it can merely copy the creations of others. Kind of like a library.
I ended up spending most of my time with Azrezel today, mostly healing him. The kind of necrotic healing he had to use on his own body left him little more than skin and bone. Most of his internal organs weren't working at all, actually now that I think about it none of his internal organs were working, not even his muscles. He was just a sack of meat being animated by magic, which is fixable, but will require quite a bit of work.
Unfortunately as it is necromancy none of the information tied up in my head is relevant, so it is difficult to try to digest that information while I’m healing this affliction. Some of it is kind of relevant, but it is always a bit of a stretch.
If anything else interesting happened today I wasn’t there to see it.
Anyway, Good Night Diary.
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