Today I managed to complete nine undead, seven evolved. I’ve stopped trying to guess whether or not an undead will evolve once I’m done with it.

So I figured out what that thing that was getting my trees all excited and afraid was. It was an ent, and not one I create myself. This ent used to be a normal tree, or as normal as a sentient tree can be. They evolved shortly after I created Kaire and Lulem and learned of my existence shortly after that.

I got to talk to the ancient tree for a while. Apparently, they were stuck in one form for more than a hundred years, having all of the qualifications to evolve, but not having anything that they could possibly evolve into. It isn’t on record anywhere but they were probably the third ent in existence.

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The ent, who, like everyone else, neglected to tell me their name, told me that they wanted to come here and pay their respects to me as I facilitated a major boon in their life. They offered me a small gift, so naturally, I asked for the gift of knowledge, specifically knowledge about plants and plant manipulation. If anyone would know about that it would be a several-hundred-year-old tree, right? After I said that they silently stood up and walked away, out of my grove. They are still pretty close, but completely outside of my domain. I don’t blame them, if I was a tree I would not be willing to sleep within ten miles of a plant manipulator.

Compared to that nothing is interesting enough to talk about today.

So anyway, Good Night Diary.