The Room With Enough Aura

Purple light pooled across layers of black glass before dawn while kaestar and Wolfprism swapped shaders inside a floor that looked like the void without actually being one. The firefly bushes were moved. Lanterns were reconsidered. Wolf changed shaders again because there was, in his professional judgment, “not enough aura.”

The room had started as a villager hall. Wolf inspected the generous floor plan and objected: “this is too much space for villagers. don't treat them like people.” It became a hall of achievements instead. Armour moved in. A Dragon Egg appeared. Then Wolf asked whether keeping his armour there meant he lived at kaestar’s base now.

kaestar said he could.

“Our base,” Wolf corrected.

This touching property transfer lasted until rainbow-colored wood suggested a future road and Wolf confessed he had never played Mario Kart. kaestar killed him immediately. “I deserve that,” he said. A fair duel followed, then another, then a surrender marked by a dropped sword. Homestead had built a shared home and established its first house rule before breakfast.