《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 156
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Today was interesting to say the least. Everything started about an hour after I made a post on the terminal about my current state asking for advice when a couple dungeons basically called me a liar despite the fact that all of this information, and much more, is avalible for anyone to see on the terminal. And to the best of my knowledge no one has figured out a way to stop that or make it lie. Of course there was some real disucssion, some of it rather useful and interesting. Apparently the level of power of my dungeon core is so low that there is nothing for it to consume in order to grow more mature.
And then a group of twenty dungeons decided to attack me all at once, without my consent. I immediatly had a small group of my paladins shut down the advances of those dungeons while I continued to discuss with the other dungeons. The conversation quickly turned into a discussion about potential cures, and among them the one that seemed to be repeated most frequently was dungeon cores, but it always seemed to be in a jokeing way. That was until someone mentioned that I was at war with twenty dungeons and had been for over an hour, and that there had been no formal agreement between me and any of those dungeons prior. Meaning that I could take anything I wanted from them, even their lives, without fear of repercussion. The dungeons seemed to think that was funny, most thinking I was doomed to die until I asked if that meant it would be fine if I just slaughtered them. Everyone was quiet for a solid minute, in which time one of my paladins managed to take the core of the dungeon he was supressing too me.
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Very quickly the other dungeons started pleading for their lives, but they have already declared themselves my enemies and the enemies of my people, and no one powerful enough to matter would complain if I took what I wanted from them. Infact dungeons were encouraging me to do that, outright telling me to kill them and take their stuff, some of them even saying that if I failed they would take care of it themselves. It seems that attacking someone like this was even more of an insult than I thought.
The weird thing is that none of these dungeons are strong enough to actually threaten me, even grouped up together they are mostly a nusicence. And they terminal gives a lot of data about each dungeon, so it should be pretty obvious whether or not they could take me on and win. So naturally I asked about it, and apparently, based purly on the numbers that the terminal shows, I am increadibly unstable and weak. The power level of my core is increadibly low, pretty much every dungeon with a similar power level has not woken up yet, they are still mindless gemstones. The amount of land I occupy is increadibly high, most ancient dungeons fall far short of the half continent that I control, and large amounts of land, especially coupled with a weak core, is generally indicative of an unstable dungeon that is streached too thin. The number of creatures I control, which only considers the ones whose souls I seeded, is large for the maturity of my core, but tiny compared to the amount of land I control. It is also a tiny part of my military might, most of my Ents are craftsmen, not soldiers. The only thing that hints at me being more powerful than I apear to be is my mana production, which is rediculously high.
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All of that adds up to me looking like a jucy target to a group of dungeons that think that they can profit a lot from the stuff that they can steal from me. And they aren't wrong, they can profit quite a bit. Getting ahold of the corpse of one of my more powerful Ents would give any of them a massive edge simply with what they could learn from breaking it down. Any damage that they do to my dungeon itself, any territory that they cost me and anything they destroy would be money that they would be stealing out of my wallet. As long as they don't try to take my core they should be able to get away without an ancient dungeon deciding to punish them. Of course all of that means nothing if they can't actually break or steal anything and survive long enough to retreat.
But as it is, in less than three hours my paladins managed to mop them all up. And I was presented with a small hoard of some of the most valuble gemstones in the world. Along with a bunch of very interesting information, though not much of it is immediatly relevent to my situation. It is interesting that I should be developing soul perception here within a week or so, but it's a little late for that. I should also gain a much sharper mana sight here pretty soon, especially now that my core is maturing without being inhibited by my lack of power. There is also a whole bunch of stuff that is super useful for a traditional dungeon but just isn't useful to me, like the ability to freely manipulate doors or being able to project an avatar, two things I am already capable of. I don't exactly build things the way dungeons do and I had a body long before I had a core. There is also some stuff about just generally being able to percive things better in the dungeon, which ultimatly leads to some limited ability to tell the future. That is interesting, but probably beyond what I will be able to make use of any time soon.
And there was something else, an offer from an ancient dungeon. Apparently my situation caught his eye for similar reasons that it caught the eye of the scholars. He is basically willing to offer me regular dungeon core fragments, ones that he breaks off of his own core, in exchange for me attaching a device onto my core that will moniter it and provide him data for his own research. I took him up on the offer, it isn't anything more invasive than what the scholars are doing.
All of that coupled with me creating the last of the Requiem resulted in a very interesting day. Tomorrow I begin advancing on the enemy again.
I feel better today than I have in weeks.
Anyway, Good Night Diary
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