Moving on, I

Luke Crimson POV:

It has been another three years on the third floor, which makes it over five years stranded alone.

I am so lonely, I need someone to talk to… It is such a pathetic sight to see the skulls of different monsters around my campfire as a replacement for my old comrades.

As it is pathetic, it also helped me a lot.

I've still been continuing to eat the meat of the dead monsters since they don't seem to fade away anymore, it probably was a feature of the '2.0 Update'.

I've been barely scraping by with the ten liters of water these months… I have that water to consume it, to wash myself, my clothes.

Welp, most of the time I fight around naked, not that there will be any humans around to see me, so I don't have any reason to think I'll be embarrassed.

My blade has gotten dull hundreds of times already, thank god there are rocks to be found here and there.

And the seasons not changing was also really helpful, since I don't think I would survive the winter.