At the genesis of the diurnal cycle, ere the sun even commenced its toil, the disciples setting forth were striving to hollow out the abyss of the Energy Crystal Mine for the sake of a solitary bowl of warm sustenance. At the very least, this was the deduction Mel had forged from the occurrences following his inaugural descent into the Outer Circle.
When the three-day rite of initiation reached its terminus, their days appeared ensnared within a tedious routine to any external observer. Owing to his frailty against the venom, he lay comatose within the mine throughout the diurnal cycle, striving to retain his sanity within the dungeon during the nocturnes.
