IWUAaDNW: Discovery 1.1, Exploration 2.2, 2.4

And suddenly, once again, I knew; an ant had died from exposure in the stairs in front of the hole, and I'd somehow absorbed it. And somehow, in doing so, I'd become a bit... more?

—IWUAaDNW: Discovery 1.1



My infobox flickered out of existence for a moment. A sparrow thing flew down, baited by the dead beetle. My pixie reacted faster than me and zapped it. Within moments, its body disintegrated on my dungeon floor. My infobox reappeared almost immediately after.

I stared at the rotting corpse for a moment, then shrugged. At least that effort wasn’t wasted. My mana had gone up 2 points and—

…and so had my impurity count.

—IWUAaDNW: Exploration 2.2



I’d noticed it before, but it turned out that things my dungeon ate had a “taste”, for a certain definition of taste. For instance, those little invisible bird things tasted like a spring wind. Grass tasted like a freshly cut lawn. The big cranes with the stabbing tongues tasted like dust. More mundanely, those four-winged sparrows tasted like chicken.

There was no seeming rhyme or reason for it. It was just a thing. Then again, considering I had no sense of touch or smell, and presumably my fellow dungeons were the same as I, that little bit of positive reinforcement must have been a pretty strong incentive for… us, to try and absorb as many things as possible. Including people.

—IWUAaDNW: Exploration 2.4