So the dungeon that offered his assistance at the end of the day yesterday was one of the oldest dungeons in the world, and asked for a steep price. It seems he was the best in the business as far as knowledge of the soul goes, and what I want to know is something rather esoteric. He didn't ask for money, he has more than he could ever need, instead he asked for nothing other than a favor, enforced through something he called a soul contract. The specifics of it were a bit hazy to me, but apparently it would allow him to ask for one favor at any point in time in the future and I would have no choice but to fulfil his request, regardless of distance. There are some limitations, like the favor can't be something that would take longer than a month to achieve and the favor cannot involve or result in the other dungeon gaining control over my soul. And the wording of everything involved matters a lot. In exchange he says 'everything I know about the soul is yours, assuming you are able to learn it.' Naturally I accepted.

And so I spent the day learning everything I would need to know about the soul in order to correctly identify the anchor points in any creature, including myself. And the results were promising, every single anchor point between my soul and my body is contained in my dungeon core. I am not dying, not now anyway. I would have learned as much in a day or two anyway, but at least now the people I care about can stop worrying.

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I'm going to need to create some new skin for myself. The bony appearance I have now that most of my mana based body is gone might be appealing to Azrezel, but I can tell that everyone else is more than a little creeped out by it.

I feel oddly relieved by the fact that I am not dying. I thought I had come to terms with it, but when I saw that my soul was connected solely through my dungeon core it felt like a great weight had been lifted from my shoulders. I feel happy, ecstatic even. The painkillers might be affecting that somehow, but I don't care.

Out of everything the thing I am most excited about is the chance to finally finish my apprentices education, and get to see them go out into the world. They have been studying on their own a bit, with the books I made a couple days ago, so there isn't much left to teach them, but there is something.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.