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Day 47

Today I finished my puppets. They aren’t perfect, but any further improvement will take a really long time. Now I can actually use them.

After finishing the puppets I spent most of my time sparring with them. I lost more often than I won, but that is fine. I do have a handicap, after all, Fate tends to make things more difficult while I am gathering it up. I’m not doing it to be good at it, I’m doing it because it is fun.

Maybe I should work on different models of puppets? Maybe I could make one that is really good at fixing up other puppets. Then I might be able to remove the self-repairing parts of the others, freeing up space to use for something else. I could also try doing a ranged Puppet, though how I would go about that I have no idea.

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For my downtime, I mostly spent my time talking to Mest today. He was telling me about the recent almost disaster that was the aftermath of Thes destroying a dungeon. My idea of gifting the dungeon tons of mana did help quite a bit in that, because the dungeon has made a pretty rapid recovery. They are still much weaker than they were before, but at least now they have an actual dungeon to draw people in, though now they are relaying a lot more on traps and mazes, and a lot fewer combat-capable creatures. Actually, they have almost none of those, pretty much all the creatures the dungeon has now are of the poisonous or annoying variety, supposedly pretty cheap to make for a dungeon.

Regardless, Mest managed to get the whole situation swept under the rug. That plus some new data on the progression of dungeon cores means that he is actually in better standing than he ever has been.

Other than that not a lot happened.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.