Mana regeneration has been broken for me so now it's time to focus on storing up enough materials to truly break this plane. In one hand I Will all the Divinium I have available that isn't a part of myself, it isn't much but the small amount summoned can be broken down to gain more, 1.5x more, which can be repeated over and over, it just takes time to do it, that's fine as I have nothing but time.

While continuing this process I move to the corner and dump all my carbon stored onto the floor, waiting to get to the point that mana starts being used to make it. Then summoning it and consuming it over and over gaining more and more so that my numbers skyrocket.

I cackle to myself, I can't describe it but this was what I enjoyed the most in my past life, finding a way to break the system and using it to gain my end goal. A feeling of victory pulled out from the long path that is laid out by the system created by the developers. I sigh, gaining a slight spike in mana regeneration, melancholy overtaking the good mood I was in as I realize I miss video games and music. I'm going to make that priority one... as soon as I figure out how.

A few days pass by and my speck of Divinium has become big enough to look like a grain of rice, the 1.5x increase is starting to get really noticeable as 10¹⁰ Divinium turns into 10¹⁵ Divinium then 10²² Divinium then 10³³ Divinium gaining exponentially faster growth.

I've since moved on from carbon, extending my domain through the rough edges of my caverns into the seabed above with an expenditure of mana, energy and force of will. I float here at the bottom of the Ocean, so deep the light barely reaches me. Consuming all the water around me while continuing to summon and devour my Divinium. I've killed more than a little bit of sea life that wandered into my sphere of influence, unfortunate but unavoidable. I smile as I think on all the poor stupid souls I will harvest over the course of this life.

A month goes by and I've got enough Divinium available now that I can summon a bar of it. It's clear and intangible but solid enough to break a stone if you smack them together. I've ascended twice more. Gaining a larger sphere of influence around myself and better control of my mana.

More storage was included and no other notes from the Gods/higher entities have been added to my core. I go clear the bodies and cast off exoskeletons of my spiders from the bottom of the pit every 5 days or so, I still forget to check the time on occasion so I've made it a habit to just empty the pit whenever I wander by it.

The spider chute (name pending) has come along quite nicely, webs the thickness of my arm criss cross the whole of the descent - my original queen spider has grown to the size of my head, which I chuckle at as I know I have a bigger than average cranium but the implication can apply to my ego as well. I've started having to pay attention to my map closely since my sphere of influence and the rate of matter consumption is enough at this point I could end up sinking a small ship from the whirlpool that forms above me when I'm consuming the oceans water.

It's getting lonely and I wish I had a companion to talk to, but even then I'm not sure the humans here would speak my language, and chances are with only some bigger than average spiders I wouldn't stand much chance if they did find me.

Another four months have passed by the time I pop out of my rut of the same routine every day. The difference being that I accidentally murdered a whale today, which was enough to snap me out of my sorrow filled thoughts and depression to focus enough to see what has been happening again.

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I can now produce a small stack of Divinium bars, which is an oddity I can't wrap my mind around as being ethereal you'd expect them to just phase through eachother but if I had to wager a guess it has to do with intent on the bars to determine whether they pass through things or not. I've ascended another six times. Gaining a few skills and some of them have me cackling to myself as I realize that I could be my own boss monster.... Specifically

Gaze of the Spirit- Any you look upon can feel the uneasy feeling of being watched, doesn't allow interaction. Can cause mental distress after prolonged periods and fear effect.

Greater Manifestation- No longer are you trapped without the body you've so desired. Able to interact with the world physically and to return to etherea when Willed, you've gained better control of this ability through difficult effort and constant use.

So I've decided on my form me and lemme tell ya, people are gonna shit themselves when they see us. I've went for a cross between a spoopy ghost and the grim reaper. We don't have much use for legs anymore and I've kinda gotten used to floating everywhere ya know, so It just fits.

I've even made myself a weapon. A beautiful Divinium bladed scythe, and with control of objects at the atomic level..... let's just say it's sharper than our future ever was. No really me, just swinging it around to practice with... it has created vacuums in the path of the blade. Boiling water instantly around it and creating whip like sonic booms when used outside of the water. I've extended the pit down another 600 feet. Much to the delight of my spider minions, who now number in the high thousands.

My core room is still in the same place, the cascade of mana that once was a thin strand now a flood of color to my DIEsight. I've linked the bottom of the pit into a cavernous square room where I'll eventually try to make a regular dungeon floor with what you'd normally expect to find in a dungeon.... But for now I'm content to just add artistic designs to everything. It's what keeps me as sane as I am me, I don't wanna risk going back to sleep and losing on time to prepare as the humans haven't noticed us yet.

I'm going for an ancient civilization vibe and so I've carved everything to look like it's been made by hand and laid by people, sprinkling my own carbon in a fine layer to add artificial dust. Summoning grass seeds and other plants to grow from cracks I've cut into the wall and floors.

Our pedestal has gained more words engraved on it me, not just is it Justice anymore but it's everything I want for this dungeon to accomplish. More appear every time we grow....

Justice

Civilization

Growth

Death to Evil

Friendship

Compassion

Understanding

I didn't like a few of them so I used my scythe to scratch them out, and it hurt like hell but that's fine. Don't want people thinking I'm a wimpy dungeon. I guess it time to evolve again and see what else we get me. I'll be back pretty soon. Just takes like an hour or two for the pain to stop y'know.