So I died, and then I was allowed to live again. Apparantly though, gods don't really understand what 'live' means because I am now a crystal in a cave, A Dungeon Core.  Whatever, I don't really mind.  A Core is immortal, at least as long as it isn't killed- and that means I have an infinite amount of time to restore my old body.  So I will dig in, build my defenses, and dedicate myself to recovering my body and giving it the power of the Core I have become. But it doesn't seem like I will be left alone by the world around me...