《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 159
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I realized something today. I’ve been going through this whole process of trying to augment my ability to think all wrong. Yes creating trees that have a lot of mental power to spare and connecting to them works, but there is another better way. I don’t get as much of a benefit from each individual tree, but I get something from all of them if I just try to deepen my connection to my grove as a whole instead of to each individual tree. It is so much easier to just let the collective consciousness of the grove wash over me and guide it to my own ends than it is to try and force specific trees to do the same. The trees want this, and they are making it easy for me. What I should do next is make all of my trees smarter, the smarter they are the smarter I become.
The connection is still weak, relative to the connection that I had with singular trees anyway, but as I time goes on and I deepen the connection it will go stronger and I will gain more and more from my grove.
It will take me two days to improve the minds of all the trees in my grove, though I have already woven Lace into them. After that, I will form all new trees with the same kind of mind. That is the limit to what I am capable of, for now anyway.
It is yet another way that my grove supports and empowers me.
I was bragging to Azrezel about my discovery and I think I must have inspired him or something because he starts telling me about an idea he just had for making a sentient undead. Well, ‘a’ sentient undead would be a misnomer because he wants to somehow try and connect the minds of his undead to form a sort of hive mind that is much more intelligent than individual undead in his control, so about the level of a rather intelligent goblin. He says that he needs my help with that, A bit of Lace connecting the minds of a couple of the undead together so Azrezel can study it and replicate it using necromantic healing. It’s kinda funny, I’m using sheer intention with a few holes patched up with knowledge to provide a way for Azrezel to learn enough about the subject that his intention is enough to patch up the holes.
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Neither of us knows how any of this works, just that it is possible and is sorely needed to accomplish what we actually want to do. Neither of us likes using intention alone to learn about or achieve something, it is slow and wasteful and unfortunately, it is the only option.
Oh yeah, Azrezel’s undead army has nearly tripled since I first met him. Nearly all of them are being kept in that weird spatial storage item of his, ready to be summoned to do his bidding at an instant. Apparently, he managed that pretty quickly and has mostly been focusing on making his own undead better rather than creating more, which is the opposite of what most necromancers do. For most the main source of their power is in the sheer amount of undead they can put between them and an obstacle, as it takes a lot more work to make an undead better than it takes to make more undead. Of course, most necromancers don’t have me as a source of inspiration, and very few have a natural talent for Necromancy.
Other than that nothing I noticed happened.
Anyway, Good Night Diary.
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