really close—but never actually trespassed into the sacred chamber.


    felt like it could.


    Why else would the god speak to it? … Unless this is the mate—


    I don’t think it saw me.


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    Hmph. They might understand it, but the god chose me to be the protector of his land. I am still special.


    There’s nothing wrong if I get closer. I can protect the treasure better.


    I can protect the treasure better if I’m comfortable.


    This is the life. I have unlimited food, a place to rest, and the god’s favor.


    I’ll tell the god I was waiting for him to return. The god doesn’t mind if I relax occasionally, as long as it’s not excessive.


    I don’t know why so many tunnels are needed, but I hope the god fills the prime hole soon. Father told me I have to keep building tunnels as long as it isn’t filled.


    ... Is this my punishment for what I did?


    The god is merciful and generous. I must... protect…


    I fell asleep. Oh no!