Dear Diary,
It’s been a full week. Somehow it feels like a year, but it’s only been a week.
We’re only on Floor 28.
You know that saying, you never know what you have until you lose it? Or something like that. Well, I now know that being able to beat more than six floors a day is amazingly impressive!
I miss the days when we just walked through the dungeon like nothing could hurt us, cuz nothing can. I miss giving people food instead of killing them. I miss my friends.
But that’s ok! Cuz Mika and I are learning a lot about how to be a Real Player! We’re learning so much.
I’M BORED.
But I’m gonna stick it out and not abandon the party just to get home quicker.
I can do this!
Goodnight, Dungeon!
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Dear Diary,
I’M STILL BORED.
How do Players do this cycle after cycle without going insane???
But hey, the poison dart spell means I’m actively participating in fights more.
And we’ve passed Floor 30, so we’re going a liiiiitle faster than we were before.
I just have to stay optimistic!
Goodnight, Dungeon!
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Dear Diary,
If Tig says Mika or I caught him in an AOE spell on purpose one more time I’m gonna murder him for real.
Just once.
I mean, I know how to use knives, I’m a chef. I know how to cut up meat. It’s all in the technique. And I have teleport while he doesn’t.
Mika would help, too.
Just once more…
Goodnight, Dungeon.
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Dear Diary,
I never really learned how to swim. I kinda learned when we were otterkin, but that doesn’t count. Swimming as an anthropomorphized semi-aquatic creature is not the same as swimming as a human. Or catgirl. Or dwarf.
Ox said he’d teach me someday, but only if I promised to go skinny dipping with him. I don’t know if he was joking or not, but either way I said no.
Anyways, dwarf beards get waterlogged and make it very hard to swim. Today I was reminded that being eaten by a shark is painful.
Slimes are still worse, though.
Goodnight, Dungeon.
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Dear Diary,
I’m still bored, but I think I’m getting used to it. I’m becoming numb to the boredom. It’s just a state of being.
How many days has it been in this cycle? Will this cycle ever end?
I need to get into the habit of writing more again, the last couple entries have been super short.
So! What’s been going on?
…
Not much.
Every day is the same as the last.
I’m really nervous about what’ll happen if we get sent to a different dungeon now. Except then I’ll get to cook for people again.
I miss cooking for lots of people.
…
Goodnight, Dungeon.
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Dear Diary,
Wellp, I did it. I stabbed Tig to death.
And yes, I did mean to do it! Not like the past dozen times Mika or I have accidentally done something to mildly inconvenience him!
Was it the “right” thing to do? Probably not.
Will he stop complaining? Hopefully!
Cuz now he knows, we don’t play around! If we want to hurt someone, we aren’t sneaky or subtle about it! We never have been! And we never will be!
Also, I know how to use knives.
Goodnight, Dungeon!
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