Today Azrezel and I sparred again. I think I’m starting to figure out how to fight a fast opponent, or at least I’m winning more often.

I figured out a way to dramatically improve the strength of the muscles I’m using, to the point that I had to armor up the bones a bit more to avoid damage. I’m not entirely sure how it works but a simple change in the way the muscles contract worked to dramatically improve things like grip strength or really anything involving the muscles contracting. Oh yeah, I also added an arm that has an actual hand in order to try and grab Azrezel’s puppet, which makes grip strength incredibly valuable. When I can catch him anyway.

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I ended up inviting Tiddol to see the concert with me today. This time I was recognized and offered things like better seats and a chance to meet the band after the show, so naturally, I accepted. They were interesting to talk to, one girl was an ex-diver, so Tiddol and her hit it off pretty well. I learned that a number of their songs were inspired by my own father, it is ridiculous just how famous he is. More myth than man really. It honestly gets a little tiring hearing about him from strangers, though I suppose other people will eventually feel the same about me. It would be hard not to be famous with my position being what it is.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.