Chapter 1621: Princes of the Universe

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    Im waiting for something like Mind weave(maybe he will be able to look at the tapestries of fate with his mask and gain his Fate back after he fights for it back with the vile thieving bird), I can’t think of anything else he will receive
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      I had the same thought, and half expected sunny to go to the tomb of Ariel once again in the real world this time, and fight the vile thieving bird to retrieve his fate. But instead we got a 4 year timeskip
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        He probably will, but when he is a supreme I think not as a saint, I think as a saint he will reach -> Titan Class, Upgrade his Shadows way more, and maybe gain a new lineage attribute(mind weave, shadow weave etc.)
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      We need Mind Weave, Organ Weave, Muscle Weave and Skin Weave to finish everything.
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        Continue reading in volume8 (this volume) it’s being reavled which are left
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    ✋👹🤚
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    Peak cinema
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    Ok, something interesting is their is 7 gods, with one forgotten god, and their was 7 members of the cohort (in Ariel's Tomb) with sunny now being forgotten.
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      Heir of weaver/forgotten god
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    Ain't he meant to be lying?
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      He is talking her, just talking. Sunnys flaw usually comes in when someone ask him question
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        even then he still needs to speak the truth.his flaw is you cannot lie
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    That title...
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    BOOOOORN TO BE KIIIINGS, PRINCES OF THE UNIVERSE!!! 👑 👑👑
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    1622. Many Mysteries of Shadow


    The Lord of Shadows did not seem in the mood to talk after the conclusion of the duel. Maybe he was dissatisfied with its result, or maybe he had simply strained himself too much in order to withstand the torrent of steel unleashed by Nephis, and needed rest. With how mysterious the reclusive Saint was, it was impossible to tell what was on his mind.

    In any case, shortly after he had disappeared into the darkness, the beautiful onyx devil moved once again, inviting them to leave and make a camp outside the temple.

    The territory around the ancient Citadel seemed safe enough, with all the Nightmare Creatures having been eradicated by Shadow and his servants. So, the Fire Keepers did not mind resting outside... there was no trust between them and the master of the temple yet, anyway. They would have felt uncomfortable resting under his roof, surrounded by powerful creatures.

    A Transcendent Devil, a Transcendent Terror, a Supreme Devil... and gods knew who else. That power was enough to give a stronger force pause.

    So, they made camp a dozen or so meters away from the great dark edifice of the Citadel, among the bones of slain Nightmare Creatures.

    The lanterns chased away the darkness, and a fire had been ignited in the middle of the camp. Various storage Memories were summoned, containing food and beverages. They even raised several tents, hoping to enjoy a bit of peaceful sleep.

    After experiencing two weeks of pure hell, the Fire Keepers could finally rest and relax a little. Of course, they did not lower their guard completely, still wearing their armor and keeping watch in shifts.

    Nephis sat in front of the fire, watching it dance with a thoughtful expression.

    The Lord of Shadows...

    There were too many mysteries about him.

    That mask, for example...

    By now, Nephis remembered where she had seen it. Ananke had worn a mask almost identical to the one worn by Shadow. It was a symbol of the priests of the Nightmare Spell.

    So... was Shadow one such priest, as well, or at least considered himself to be one? Or had he simply slain a follower of Weaver in one of his Nightmares and received the mask as a reward?

    In fact, Nephis had seen the depiction of Weaver's Mask long before meeting Ananke. It was drawn on the wall of the Ebony Tower, where the Demon of Destiny had left a map of strongholds built by his siblings in various realms,

    The mask, representing Weaver, was placed north of the Hollow Mountains, above all six strongholds... almost as if looking at them from afar. But it did not mean that Weaver's stronghold was hidden somewhere on the Forgotten Shore, or even further north. It simply meant that no one had any idea where Weaver's stronghold was, or if the transient daemon even had one.

    So, Nether had drawn it outside the map.

    Was the Lord of Shadows connected to the priesthood of the Nightmare Spell, or to the Demon of Fate directly?

    And what business did the heir of Shadow God have being tied to a daemon?

    'Curious.'

    The mask was curious. The Citadel that somehow existed in the middle of Godgrave was also curious. So was the lineage of Shadow God that the master of the Citadel seemed to possess, and his Aspect.

    But most curious of all...

    Was his swordsmanship.

    Staring into the fire, Nephis sighed.

    These days, she rarely met anyone who could wield the sword well enough to give her a challenge. There were dreadful Nightmare Creatures and Transcendent warriors with potent Aspects, sure... but that was a competition of power and will, not skill and technique,

    As such, the only person Nephis could truly spar with was Morgan,

    The Lord of Shadows... was at least on par with the Princess of Valor. No, not quite. It felt like he was much more dangerous

    The first battle style he had used was more or less a perfect replica of the refined and domineering style that the Knights of Valor practiced. Mastering it was already no easy feat.

    But it was merely one of the styles the Lord of Shadows seemed to have mastered. He was a true sword saint, one of the few that had been born since the descent of the Nightmare Spell.

    Suddenly, Nephis wanted to duel him again, this time using the full might of their Aspects. What abilities would he show her? How ingenious was his transcendent battle art?

    She had no doubt that he had built one.

    Which was... impressive.

    Most Saints had mastered a battle art of their own, but few had created it without aid. After all, Saints were supported by their clans, as well as the Great Clans they owed allegiance to. Most had inherited the skill and wisdom of their predecessors, as well as received extensive help from exalted counselors and mentors.

    Lord Shadow seemed like a solitary man. There was no clan behind him, let alone a Domain, Which meant that whatever technique he possessed had been designed by him, and him alone.

    And then...

    There was the second battle style he had shown, obviously as a message to her. Or a provocation.

    Her father's style.

    Nephis hugged her knees, calmly looking into the fire. Feeling the shift in her mood, the fire surged and swirled.

    How was it possible?

    As far as she knew, there were only two people in the world who had been taught that style. She had been taught by her family, and Cassie was taught by her. There were no others...

    Or were there?

    Had her father had a pupil that she didn't know about? Was Lord Shadow that pupil, or a disciple of that pupil?

    She wanted to know. She wanted to ask.

    Her father had perished when Nephis was four, so she did not have a lot of memories of him. Most of what she knew about Broken Sword was from listening to her grandmother, who talked about her son-in-law often. The rest was from the legends that he had left in the world before dying an untimely death.

    But...

    She sighed,

    There was little sincerity in the world. Knowledge was power, and people guarded their power fervently, Usually, one had to be prepared to pay a price if they wanted to receive an answer, Secrets were not revealed easily,

    She was already indebted to Lord Shadow, Heseemed like an unfriendly sort, and would definitely not part with information lightly. In fact... he had probably chosen to use that style for the exact purpose of enticing her into deepening her debt.

    ‘Devious.’

    Who was that man? So strong, so devious, and having enough resources to disregard the riches of Clan Valor...

    As she considered that, the ground suddenly trembled.
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      1623. Dark Colossus


      As the ground trembled, the lively atmosphere in the camp instantly turned cold and professional. The Fire Keepers, who had been enjoying a late supper just moments ago, instantly rose to their feet and picked up their weapons. A moment later, they were standing in a defensive formation, ready to repel any kind of attack.

      Nephis had stood up, as well. The white flames burning in her eyes grew more intense, and the fire behind her grew taller, chasing the darkness further away.

      "What is it?'

      Was there a Nightmare Creature approaching them from afar, or had the master of the ancient temple decided to betray them?

      She was going to find out soon.

      As they stood motionlessly, preparing for battle, the ground shuddered again. A cold wind rose, bringing with it a strong smell of rotting leaves and humid jungle. A tense silence settled over the world.

      A moment later, Nephis felt a new presence beside her, Turning her head slightly, she saw the Lord of Shadows standing at the edge of the camp, peering into the darkness calmly. He had appeared out of nowhere without making any noise, as if the shadows themselves had risen up to spawn him.

      He seemed to have discarded his mask, but since Nephis was behind him, she couldn't see his face.

      The Fire Keepers flinched, startled by his sudden appearance. Each was an experienced Master, and many carried Memories that enhanced their senses. It wasn't easy to sneak up on them...

      And yet, the Lord of Shadow had done it effortlessly.

      Nephis frowned, realizing just how vulnerable her subordinates were in front of him.

      "What is happening?"

      Her voice remained calm, addressing the mysterious Saint with sufficient decorum.

      He remained silent for a few moments, then sighed.

      "It's nothing much. One of the Great sleepers has awoken, that's all. "

      Shadow lingered for a second, then added:

      "I usually keep them asleep to avoid trouble, but the most feisty ones sometimes escape their slumber."

      'A Great Nightmare Creature? Keep them asleep?

      Nephis frowned slightly.

      "Should we fight it together, then?"

      Still facing away from her, the master of the ancient temple shook his head.

      "No need. It's merely a Beast"

      With that, he took a step forward.

      The darkness surged, enveloping him like a vast mantle. The figure of Lord Shadow dissolved into it, becoming one with the lightless vold.

      And then, the void exploded upward.

      As Nephis watched, secretly startled, a colossus built of shadows slowly rose above the bone plain.

      His body was a perfect replica of the Lord of Shadows. The titanic torso was formed first, followed by two immense arms. At first, the giant seemed to be kneeling, but then he slowly rose to his feet, coming to stand as tall as the ancient temple. The shadows rippled and solidified, repeating the contours of his back. She saw lean muscles rolling under the obsidian skin.

      A moment later, a layer of glossy onyx covered the dark colossus, encasing him in a suit of impregnable armor. His head was too far away now, the light of the enchanted lanterns unable to dispel the veil of darkness hiding his face.

      When the giant took a step, the whole plain quaked.

      ...A Transformation Ability?'

      The size of the shadow colossus was nowhere near Effie when she assumed her Transcendent form, but it was still awe-inspiring.

      But that was not the end of it.

      There was a rustle from behind them, and a dreadful hiss. Turning around, the Fire Keepers saw the head of an enormous serpent appearing from the entrance of the temple. The creature was massive enough to easily swallow the entire cohort in one bite, Its scales the same color as the tenebrous armor of the Lord of Shadows.

      The obsidian serpent slithered out of the Citadel, its long body flowing lie a river of darkness, seemingly endless. It must have been colled around the entire great hall of the ancient temple, surrounding them from every side the moment they stepped inside.

      Nephis watched carefully.

      The Terror?"

      The colossal serpent slithered across the bone plain, passing the frozen Fire Keepers and approaching the giant made of shadows. Its neck rose high into the air, and it nimbly coiled around the leg of the Lord of Shadows, crawling up his body like a tree snake.

      The creature reached the shoulder of the giant, and then slithered along his outstretched arm.

      Then, it... changed.

      Where a serpentine head was before, the sharp tip of a gargantuan sword suddenly appeared. Slowly, but also too fast to notice, the body of the Transcendent Terror rippled, and turned into an inconceivable odachi, its hilt and curving blade as long as the shadow giant was tall.

      Finally, a dark titan was standing on the bone plain, his body encased in a suit of fearsome onyx armor, wielding a giant obsidian sword.

      He looked like an ancient delty that had descended to the mortal realm from the heavens... or maybe crawled out of the lightless depths of the abyss.

      Not paying the Fire Keepers any attention, the shadow giant took another step.

      Something lunged at him from the darkness... a grotesque monstrosity that towered above the ground, its mottled fur wreathing with a swarm of pale maggots. Its misshapen head was crowned with sharp horns, and its maw was wide open, revealing a wall of massive fangs.

      Its limbs were a mess of claws, chitinous scythes, and pulsating tentacles.

      A chill spread through the hearts of the Fire Keepers at the sight of the hideous abomination.

      However, the towering sword of the dark colossus only fell once.

      One strike, and the neck of the Great Beast was cleanly severed, its head rolling to the ground.

      The massive body toppled and crashed into the bone surface of the dead god's breastbone, causing it to tremble once again.

      The Great Beast... was dead. Just like that.

      The dark colossus peered at it with disdain, then shook his head and crumbled on itself, turning into a tide of shadows.

      A mornent later, all that was left was the corpse of the hideous monstrosity, and the deep groove left in the white bone by the tip of the obsidian odachi.

      Silence settled over Godgrave once again.

      Nephis stared at the corpse of the abomination, her expression unreadable.

      Eventually, she tilted her head a little.

      'One strike.

      Suddenly, she was glad to have made a pact with the man who called himself Shadow.

      ....It was much better to be his ally than his enemy.
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        1624. Crazy Girl


        Far to the northwest of Bastion, across the chain of Death Zones crowned by Godgrive, lay the vast human enclave ruled by the Great Clan Song. Although younger and smaller in territory than the Sword Domain, the kingdom of Ki Song was nevertheless Just as populous and potent.

        Unlike Bastion Itself, which lay at the heart of Valor's territory, the capital of Song was located at the northernmost point of her domain, on the slopes of a towering mountain chain that branched out from the Hollow Mountains. It was a stark and beautiful place nestled between snowy peaks and fuming volcanoes, shrouded in snowstorms and raining ash.

        Its name was Ravenheart. The Great Citadel had another name in the runic language of the Nightmare Spell, but after an obscure figure from the first generation of the Awakened conquered it, people gradually started calling the remote mountain palace by her True Name.

        That obscure Awakened warrior was the founder of the Song clan and Ki Song's late mother. Her daughter elevated their minor clan to prominence, and then to the very height of power. Similarly, Ravenheart had grown from the stronghold of a lesser Legacy clan to one of the Great Citadels of humanity, sheltering hundreds of thousands of Awakened.

        And now, after the Chain of Nightmares, it was home to millions of mundane humans, as well.

        The Citadel Itself was a magnificent palace that stood on the slope of a snowy mountain, perched at the very edge of a bottomless chasm. The legends said that it had been cut from pure white Jade once, but after enduring the wrath of the surrounding volcanoes for thousands of years, it turned entirely black, as if made from obsidian glass. Still, contrasted against pristine white snow, its sublime beauty had only become more tantalizing.

        A titanic stone bridge spanned the vast chasm between the mountain and the volcano standing opposite it, connecting the two branches of the mountain chain like a road meant for giants. Its black pillars were decorated with intricate engravings, and the scale of the construct defied reason.

        These days, the members of the Song Clan inhabited the frozen obsidian palace, while the titanic bridge had become a town for the Awakened warriors, who could withstand the cold. The city itself had been built on the slopes of the volcano, where its warmth protected the mundane citizens of Ravenheart from the inhumanly harsh climate of the snowy region.

        They did not have to be wary of sudden eruptions, either, because Queen Song and her Transcendent daughters could protect them from any disaster.

        Ravenheart was a harsh place. But it was also an incredibly beautiful place.

        And therefore, life here was harsh, but also thriving.

        The surrounding lands had long been cleared of the truly dangerous Nightmare Creatures, but they were more dangerous than the heartland of the Dream Realm, where Bastion stood. Many abominations still dwelled in the snowy mountains, and the environment itself was deadly for those unprepared to face its cruelty.

        At the same time, there was a lot of fertile soil in the lowlands, which had been generously fertilized by volcanic ash. There was also geothermal heat, countless hot springs, and precious minerals of all kinds everywhere around. The people who had been evacuated here from Antarctica found their lives turning stark and intense, but also intensely enjoyable.

        If one grew accustomed to the solemn and eerie power of Queen Song, of course, which they quickly had.

        In any case, there was endless work to be done, from plowing the ashen fields to mining mystical ores, to building a semblance of a modern infrastructure by using endless geothermal energy.

        And since there were many Nightmare Creatures dwelling in the mountains, there was also a dire need for someone to protect all these workers. Which was why Rain was buried in the ash, sweating as she waited motionlessly. She had been laying there for a few hours already, keeping absolutely still.

        Around a hundred meters away from her, where the slope of the gorge rose sharply, a hideous creature was slowly dragging its body from between the cliffs. It resembled a scaled worm with six long, thin limbs, each ending with dagger-like claws. Its maw was a horrid circular mess of sharp, needle-like fangs.

        'Damnation'

        She had expected a Beast, but was faced with a Monster instead. Granted, the Stone Worms were merely Dormant abominations...

        But since Rain wasn't even a Sleeper, but a powerless mundane human instead, that thing could rip her apart in a matter of seconds. No, not even seconds... a second.

        'No wonder everyone calls me "the crazy girl"... I am indeed crazy. I'm crazy to have listened to you, mad bastard!'

        If not for the nagging of her teacher, she would have long ago applied to return to the waking world, thus challenging the First Nightmare and becoming an Awakened. But no... he just had to Insist that his student could only Awaken naturally, without becoming infected by the Nightmare Spell.

        And, young and naive as she had been, she actually believed in his nonsense!

        Years had already passed, and yet she was still a mundane human, Granted, she could somewhat feel her essence now... which supposedly was the hardest step.

        Still! Her teacher was without a doubt a brazen scam artist!

        'Damn you, you damned ghost... or vampire... ar whatever the hell you are...'

        As she was thinking that, a quiet voice suddenly resounded from behind her. Rain was startled, but, remembering her training, remained absolutely motionless despite that. She didn't have to turn around to know that it was her shadow talking.

        It said:

        "You wouldn't be thinking something strange about me again, would you?"

        Stone Worms had very bad hearing, but could feel the smallest vibration spreading through the ground. She coughed quietly, then answered in a whisper:

        "What? Of course not, respected teacher! Your pupil... would never dare do something that disloyal..."

        The quiet voice responded dubiously:

        "Really? Well... good! You should hurry up, though. The wind is changing."

        Rain uttered a stifled curse and slowly rose to one knee.

        It was time to kill another Dormant Monster, 'How many have I killed, already?

        It was time to kill another Dormant Monster.

        'How many have I killed, already?'

        More than any Sleeper she knew, certainly. And more than many young Awakened in Ravenheart, as well, despite being mundane.

        But she still had to be extremely cautious. She couldn't allow a single mistake... it was just like how her teacher always said. One mistake was all it took to turn into a corpse.

        And becoming a corpse in Ravenheart was just too creepy.

        Granted... teacher would probably save her if something happened.

        Probably.

        ‘...Right?’
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          I have been waiting and counting, you were 9 minutes late.

          Did the early timing caught you by surprise?
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            I was at work, getting ready to leave so didnt had the chance to post till i get out there
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              Understandable, have a nice day.
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              Глава вышла?
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          1624 was released as well?
          Thanks, btw
          Edit: Just now realised that "will be here" is not the title, hahaha
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          Chapter 1924 published
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            Already updated
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          He's making Rain take the natural path of ascension? That's cruel.
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          Yes finally!!! I’ve been waiting for Sunny to teach Rain some more, these are like some of my favorite parts, I’m really rooting for a family reveal not soon but eventually but now with him being fateless idk my hopes may be dashed
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        He certainly did it for a show of strength
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          And i just love it, u know girls like strong ones
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            After that, I would like him to host nephis, for a certain period of time and serve her perfect
            wuffles and pancakes. Every once in a while, I want hear meat hitting meat (duel).
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        My goat, thank you for the chapters
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    I feel these are getting shorter... Is it just me thinking that?
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      Idk about anyone else but I find myself skimming his chapters a lot more frequently, the amount of redundant paragraphs added per chapter now is silly. I mentioned in the last arc that it took him 4 pages for sunny to walk off a pier.

      Constantly describing things that we already know, to drag it out it feels like, whether it’s to maintain income or because he needs more time to think ahead in the story I’m unsure.
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        Totally agreed, while I do like some good world building, G3 is just repeating same things again and again. And ngl, not just this fight, most fights seems to follow this gimmick.
        Sunny would encounter an enemy, then novel would first describe what Sunny is wearing(black armour 99% of times). They would cross blades couple of times then Sunny would phase out in his own world, thinking about how Saints are stronger than master and have higher essence, before Saint it was master vs awakened, then say even he is stronger now BUT Nephis is still more skillful. I maybe just ranting at this point....just want fights with more substance. gloom
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        they call it “character development” troll11
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    The heck is this title oru2x oru2x did g3 had teenager crisis?
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