While fascinating, there is so much minor minutia to learn about the soul that what I’ve learned already could fill up twelve of my diaries, or at least what I’ve already written of it, and still only be a brief summary. I might be exaggerating a little, but it still makes it hard to talk about in my diary. Like in order to fully talk about what I’m learning I either have to go over the broad strokes, which I have already done, or somehow provide context to everything I’m saying, which I don’t even want to attempt.

Fortunately, it isn’t the only thing that is happening in my life. For example, today my trees out in the ocean ran into a massive uninhabited island. Based on the fact that it was a desert when I found it I think I’m safe in saying that it was at one point purged with nuclear fire, but has since been scrubbed clean of the poisonous residue. There wasn’t really much there, it’s just that it was twice the size of anything found so far.

As it was pretty far out into the ocean and in a great place for fishing we decided to set up an outpost there, which wasn’t terribly exciting. But it was interesting to watch how the fishers got around the acidic oceans. The primary method seemed to involve a rather large boat covered in some kind of tar, and a fishing line made out of woven glass, courtesy of plant manipulators taking advantage of Shimmerleaf.

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It was definitely not the most successful method however, at least from what I observed. People able to dive into the waters with a net caught more fish than anyone else. Of course, those people could also shrug off the acid like it was normal water, so their advantage is understandable.

Still, I’m curious as to how they are surviving. They would have to be a lot more powerful in order for biology alone to be able to be enough, and none of them were the living globs of acid known as slimes so they don’t have the advantage of being made of acid when they dive. I mean I’ve asked, and all of them seem to have different methods.

Well, whatever, it’s a mystery for another time, and more importantly a mystery I already have a solution too.

Other than that I spent time with Azrezel. We ended up getting into a discussion about his estranged uncle on his mother’s side, apparently, he did something pretty heinous and got exiled for it. Almost certainly dead, though a body has never been found.

Speaking of family, I wonder what Tiddol’s parents are thinking of all of this. They live on the other side of the world, but surely they must get some news about what happens here, even if only from Tiddol. I have no idea how I would react if I found out that my kids were busy building an empire on the other side of the world. I mean I would probably be proud of them, but it would still be more than a little weird.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.