Shovels In Spades

Daz opened his eyes and got out of bed while leaving the still sleeping Madison alone. He went to the kitchen and made himself a cup of coffee. Now sat in the living room, Daz began thinking.

'So that skill, 'Grave of The Gods', it can be used for building or fighting purposes, huh? Cecil made a big deal about how it can be used to trap enemies mid-fight. I guess I should dedicate some time to learning it today.' Daz took a sip of his coffee and checked the time via the system.

'Six in the morning, huh? Better go do some training then, before everyone else wakes up at least. I guess I should also check the box of wonders, right? I'm not sure if it counts rest-cycles in its mechanics, but that would be nice if I could get a freebie from that weird thing,' Daz thought as he recalled the odd box that Altros, the original owner of his armour, had left to him.

The first thing Daz did after finishing his coffee and eating a few slices of toast was equipping his armour, strapping Hamson to his back and heading over to the old charity shipping container which held his personal safe.

"Every time I look at this thing, I can't help but think that it's massive..." Daz sighed as he opened the ginormous metal box that barely fit in the container. He had stored all of the unused guns, the box of wonders and all of Rimmy's spare jewels in here since it was undoubtedly the safest place in Fort Skip.

After taking out the box of wonders, surprisingly, it was actually ready to be opened. Upon unclipping the suitcase's latches and popping it open, Daz could see a small wisp of red matter that seemed to be calling out to his soul and a letter. He picked up the letter first and read it.

'Hello, hello! Altros here!

I was watching some of your antics, and oh boy, am I impressed! You might actually be the strongest person I handed a toy too. Aren't you happy? Do you feel proud? I bet you do, after all, I'm pretty amazing.

Anyway, I noticed one thing while I was watching you besides the fact that you're a bit of an idiot who'll never learn enchanting and unseal my armour...'

"Hey, I'll just get someone else to do it if I can't do it myself, like Sarah or something," Daz mumbled in annoyance. Obviously, he didn't like Altros's attitude very much. If he could, he would throw the letter away, but he had a feeling that it would force itself into his face like the one a few days ago had.

'... Anyway, this wispy thing, I bet you're wondering what it is, right? Well, like I said before, this box gives you something you need in the present cycle. I can't really affect it much. At most, I can explain what you get.

This wisp is actually a soul. It's the soul of a lesser demon sword, to be specific. I'm guessing the box wants you to make your shovel eat it, but who can say for certain? Identify it if you want more details.

By the way, do well in the next four-day cycle and I'll give you another toy.

With love,

The all-powerful, amazingly handsome, super strong, unbeatable, Altros.

<3'

"I really don't like him... however... I'm not against getting more free shit," Daz said as he crumpled up the letter and threw it into the safe. While he didn't appreciate Altros, he certainly didn't want anyone to read the contents of the letter, so storing it in the safe was Daz's best option since he'd rather keep it than destroy it.

Daz then gently scooped the red 'soul' out of the box and watched it furiously try to escape from his grasp. "Feisty, huh? Guess I'll do what Altros suggested and identify it. I'm not gonna let Hamson eat this thing if it's not safe."