Sunlight filtered through the vines that covered the walls of the main room, creating a play of light and shadow that danced on the grass-covered floor. The sweet scent of wildflowers mingled with the smell of damp earth and moss, creating a warm and welcoming atmosphere.
Sebastian woke up with a smile. He felt more rested and peaceful than usual. He looked around and saw the girl sleeping peacefully on a bed of leaves and moss that she had created herself. Her green hair spread over the grass like a cloak of algae, and her little horns seemed to glow with a light of their own.
Sebastian got up carefully so as not to wake her and left the main room. He walked through the corridors of the dungeon, observing the transformations the girl had made. The walls were covered with vines and moss, the floor was a carpet of green and spongy grass, and small, brightly colored wildflowers sprouted everywhere. The dungeon had become a more welcoming, more lively place.
Sebastian smiled. The girl had a special talent for creating beauty from chaos. It was as if the dungeon itself responded to her will, transforming to reflect her own nature.
He returned to the main room and began to prepare breakfast. He lit a small fire in one corner and placed a pot of water to heat. While waiting for the water to boil, he checked his backpack for ingredients to make an infusion. He found some wild berries he had collected in the forest and decided to use them to give a special touch to the drink.
The girl woke up to the smell of fire and the infusion. She got up and approached Sebastian, watching him curiously. He smiled at her and offered her a cup of hot tea.
"Good morning," Sebastian said softly.
The girl nodded and took the cup. She took a small sip and smiled. The infusion was delicious.
Sebastian watched the girl as she drank the infusion. Suddenly, he realized something. "Hey..." he said curiously, "what's your name?"
The girl looked up at him in confusion. She didn't understand the question.
Sebastian sat down on the floor in front of her. "We all have a name," he explained. "It's something that identifies us, that makes us unique."
The girl frowned. She didn't understand. She was... her. Why did she need anything else?
Sebastian smiled. "I think I'll call you... Aurora," he said softly. "Because you're like the aurora borealis, a spectacle of light and color that illuminates the darkness."
The girl repeated the word in her mind: "Aurora." She liked how it sounded. It was a beautiful name, like her.
"Aurora," Sebastian repeated with a smile. "Do you like it?"
The girl nodded. Yes, she liked it. A lot.
From that moment on, the demon girl had a name: Aurora. And with that name, a new identity began to form within her.
After breakfast, Sebastian and Aurora went out to explore the dungeon. Aurora wanted to show Sebastian the new creatures she had created and the changes she had made to the dungeon. Sebastian was amazed by Aurora's creativity and power.