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Once again, it was morning in Burrowgatory, and Miguel was arriving at the Heavenly Embassy. The light shining down on the clouds from above seemed extra bright today, perhaps even straining Miguel's eyes very slightly. How fitting, as he was not eager to visit the Embassy today. Yes, it was finally time to take all of the celestial flowers and herbs he had grown together with Dove and convert them into Ambrosia. That part was exciting. The part that he wasn't excited about was the f...

Morning had come once again in Burrowgatory. The cave system's light cycle was already illuminating the clouds of the Heavenly Embassy quite brightly, and Miguel had already arrived at the greenhouses. It had been a long time since the flowers he had planted with Dove had begun to sprout; by now, they should have started blooming. Much to the Succubun's surprise, he must have arrived early this time around. Dove wasn't anywhere in sight. "Huh. Dove isn't here yet," Miguel mused. "I won...

It was early morning in Burrowgatory. Wrapped tightly in his blanket, Miguel was snoozing away, enjoying a pleasant dream about warm, sweet pastries. He could have stayed like this for a couple more hours, if not for one thing... - Beep! Beep! Beep! - The noise of his alarm clock immediately woke Miguel from his dream, leaving the poor Succubun wondering why he had the corner of his pillow in his mouth. "Hey, this isn't a pastry..." Miguel groaned, before spitting the ...