Dreams.

Because you've gotten too tall.

I haven’t gotten taller; it’s just that my leg has become slightly larger after giving birth.

Today, I had two very strange dreams right away because I wake up at 6 a.m. to feed my daughter and then try to get some more sleep until 10 a.m. so I can feed her again and start the day.

The first dream was about the game again.
It turned out that the current battle with Utar ended. Among the warrior dummies, there was one who was ready to defend Ida; he even had his own avatar. It wasn’t as cute as the warrior Aristarh met, though. And his beauty stat was 3 instead of 2 like the other dummies.
In short, he calmed her down, saying that he had seen worse things in service and convinced her not to be angry with the teacher. Meanwhile, Utar went back to his tent with Mahra (maybe to dissect the biters or maybe to do something else).
Then we wandered around the underground for a while before reaching a creepy location with a crimson door. The dream ended with us discussing whether we should go see what's hidden inside or take supplies to those in need.

The second dream, after feeding time, was even stranger. I dreamed that I was chilling on a cruise liner as a succubus when the Devil called me and said that something weird was happening on the liner (yes, it was his cruise for ordinary and not-so-ordinary people), people were dying horribly and mysteriously, and I needed to investigate. At first, I told him to get lost, but then I went to complete the task.
I won't go into details because I don't remember everything well. The key thing was that I encountered an angel who turned out to be a decent guy, talked to a priest, then explored some location and found a real priest, only tied up and naked, while the other one turned out to be a demon hunter who decided to raid this liner. I also met a grandmother with her grandson in a storage room; she initially said she was looking for a bag, but when they found a wallet full of money, she said she wasn’t looking for a bag but specifically for the wallet. I didn't like this, so I handed her over to security to check the cameras and find out whose wallet it was.
I brought the real pastor to the Devil and learned that he was here by personal invitation from the Devil. I went to the bathroom myself, and meanwhile, I (not as a heroine, but just me) observed the conversation between the pastor and the Prince of Darkness. The priest was worried that the hunter would attack me, and the Devil replied that the hunter couldn't harm me.
The action moved to the bathroom, where that guy attacked me. He tried to kill me, but I scolded him, saying that he couldn't do anything to me with holy power because I am already married to God. And when he realized that his powers were useless, I beat him up and dragged him by the scruff of his neck to the Devil.
There, he started shouting that he would punish the Devil in the name of the Lord God. And then there was a plot twist: the Devil is God. And essentially, these are two sides of one entity. And angels and demons aren't enemies; they simply each perform their task regarding sinners and righteous people. Since the demon hunter acted on his own and caused trouble, he faced punishment. Then I stood up for the hunter, saying that he wasn’t so bad after all, yes, he wanted to fight, but he wasn't the source of the problem.
I didn't argue with my husband in the form of God; I just said that I was still angry with him (for some reason) and his evil incarnation.
While we were figuring out who the villain was, the grandmother with the wallet turned out not to be a grandmother at all. She was an evil shapeshifter who, while unseen, had killed security and went on to kill more. The dream ended during our discussion about how to grab the monster by the butt.