She was the one that answered the summoning. Eita. Her long, smooth hair; a dark crimson more suited for some long forgotten battlefield than for any human to bear. Tall and lithe with sharp steely grey eyes. I knew then that it was a success. That my life would not be given in vain. That this could save the village. I hoped it would be quick.

But she didn't even eat me. I was scared. There was no getting around that. I guess she found out. I really was prepared to be eaten. But she spared me even though she could have gotten more mana and levels. I guess I really got lucky. She wants me to stay with her. Maybe I'll get her to bind me to her so I can always be around to help. She's trying to build us somewhere to sleep, but I don't think it'll be that easy for her to control mana. Well, it’s not like I require anything fancy. After all, after my parents died...

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The village chief told me that this was the best way to repay the village was to make the dungeon grow. If she didn’t turn me into mana then I have to help her some other way. She seemed really comfortable with absorbing the environment to make our room. I barely said anything and she could use it like it was natural. I don't know if I even helped at all but I'm glad I read up on dungeons ever since the oracle was given. I hope I can help her and my village even a little. Maybe something I’ve read will be important.

I guess tonight is simple. She only absorbed part of the rabbit and we ate the rest. The bedroom she made was a simple one with a stone bed and lots of rabbit fur on top. I don’t think she really needs to eat and sleep but when we went to bed she held me tight anyways. She was warm. I missed having someone to hold me like this.