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Chapter 1562: Leaving Without Saying Goodbye

The ketch flew on the currents of the Great River, circling the ice wasteland. Sunny did not have the enchanted staff to summon the wind, and he had not been able to master the sorcery of Names, like Nephis. But he had the Crown of Twilight, and with it, the water itself responded to him. So, Sunny made the river itself push the ketch forward. A strong gale blew from the future, as well, and as soon as he skirted the desolate land, it filled the sails. His vessel gained speed as it rushed into the past. Leaving Verge… and his friends… behind. There was a storm of emotions in Sunny's heart. Hope, excitement, anticipation…

But also guilt, fear, and shame. What would Nephis and the other members of the cohort think when they came back and found out that he had abandoned them? How would Cassie explain his absence?

Would they be angry, shaken, and resentful of him? Would they feel betrayed? They had the right to feel that way. He had abandoned them on the eve of a perilous battle, leaving to pursue a selfish goal. Was there a more obvious betrayal than that? Imagining the faces of his friends when they learned of his departure, Sunny felt his heart ache. He broke the promise he had made after Ananke's death. He broke the promise he had given to Wind Flower, as well. And even the promise he had given himself. That made his heart ache, too.

But… it didn't matter. Even though he was in pain because of what he had done, he would have done it again. The reward that the Estuary promised… the freedom to live like he wanted to live, released from the suffocating hold fate had on him, was worth it.

It was worth it a hundred times over. Removing the Shadow Bond alone was. Sure, Sunny did not know how exactly his wish for freedom would be fulfilled in the Estuary. Perhaps someone like Mordret would call out his True Name, turning him into a slave once again. That was alright. Sunny felt confident in his ability to kill an enemy who would become his master. It was being bonded to someone he loved, and thus could not eliminate, that was the problem. Being a slave to fate.

'Freedom, freedom…'

The word tasted sweet on his tongue. And so, Sunny abandoned Nephis… and Cassie, and Kai, and Jet, and Effie with her newborn child. Praying for their safety, he sped away from Verge, toward the dawn of time. He had to hurry. The city of the Seekers lay as close to the Source as they had managed to build it, but there was still a considerable distance between the icy wasteland and the mist. More than that, this part of the Great River was possibly the most dangerous there was — just like the harrowing reaches of the far future, the dawn of time was where the most powerful abominations in the Tomb of Ariel prowled. And even if he reached the Source, it would take Sunny some time to find the entrance to the Estuary. It would take time to reach its very heart, as well. He had to accomplish it before the First Seeker was destroyed, and the Nightmare collapsed. How long would it take for Nephis to conquer Verge?

Knowing her, it wouldn't be long. Steering the ketch, Sunny gritted his teeth. 'One day to return from the scouting mission — two, at most. One day to guide the cohort to Verge. They would remain there for a day or two, evaluating the situation inside the city. Then… then, the battle itself. Even if they have to fight through a legion of the Defiled to reach the First Seeker, it won't take long.'

Nephis had seven fully saturated cores, after all. She wouldn't hesitate to sacrifice six of them to obliterate Verge. Mordret was not far away from forming the Monster Core, which would allow him to create a Reflection — once that happened, his growth would accelerate exponentially, quickly turning him into a unstoppable fiend once again. Effie, Jet, and Kai were a force to be reckoned with, as well. It would have been different if Nephis did not possess an incorruptible soul — after all, even the Serpent King and his army had failed to take Verge — but since she did possess it, the Nightmare would be over soon. It was a matter of days. So, there was no time to waste. The ketch sailed downstream, carried by the winds and currents. The Great River glowed with iridescent light, the world suffused with darkness. The silence was only broken by the sound of waves and the infuriating voice of the Sin of Solace, who seethed with hatred and whispered poison into Sunny's ear. Sunny refused to answer, though. In fact, after saying goodbye to Cassie, he had not made a single sound. His eyes were aimed at the horizon, and his face was frozen with cold determination. Soon, the seven suns rose from beneath the water. The darkness was banished, and the sky turned bright again. He let out an inaudible sigh, as the image of the countless slumbering butterflies disappeared from his mind. As it was dawn, Sunny used the opportunity and summoned the shell of the onyx serpent. Hiding the ketch in his maw, he rushed forward as fast as he could — and the speed granted to him by the body of the sea serpent in the water was nothing short of stunning. Keeping such an enormous shell manifested burned through a lot of essence, but the Crown of Twilight was supplying him with a nearly endless reserve of it. More than that, even the essence he had expended to accelerate the current was replenished. The period of dawn did not last long, and the sky soon turned azure. But Sunny had covered a great distance in that short period of time.

Spitting the ketch on the water, he dismissed the shell and landed on the deck again, grabbing the steering oar. His solitary journey continued…

He was moving downstream, further and further into the dawn of time. Approaching the point where time had not existed yet — the Source.

And the Estuary hidden in its mist.  

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    These chapter stretches are now getting annoying. It was fun at first but now it's not
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      it gets worse crybaby
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        and worst
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    1567: One Last Time.

    Sunny remained silent, watching the Sin of Solace with a somber expression.

    «Well… that much is obvious.»

    Of course, he was not the first version of himself to reach the Estuary. There had been the Mad Prince, as well…

    However, the next words of the sword wraith made him flinch:

    «Oh, there were numerous Mad Princes before, too. All making schemes and striving to change something that could not be changed, the despicable bastards. Paving the way for their lesser versions… like you… to make it to the end. Each cycle a little different, but ultimately the same.»

    The apparition took a step forward and spat, his voice trembling with hatred:.

    «Gods… I'm so tired of this boring play. Each time you escape the Defilement, you are given the choice of remaining with your allies. And each time, you choose to betray them. You… you really are a piece of scum, you know that? Do you know how many times you've broken your promises? How many times you've betrayed Changing Star in the name of seeking freedom?»

    The Sin of Solace laughed and gestured to the sea of broken ships.

    «Look! Look, Lost from Light! Each of these wrecks is a monument to your sins.»

    Sunny remained silentas he looked at the broken ships, feeling a bitter emotion rise in his heart.

    It was a tough pill to swallow… to be disappointed in himself.

    But then, he smiled darkly.

    Sure, knowing that he was an unreliable and treacherous, selfish person was bitter. But did it matter, really? He still did not regret his choice.

    More than that… he was still going to see it through.

    So what if all his previous selves had failed? They weren't him. He was the latest, and therefore the strongest. He wielded the accumulated legacy of all who came before, granted to him by the Mad Prince — the latest Mad Prince there had been — who remembered all the previous cycles through the Sin of Solace.

    They might have failed, but Sunny was not going to. He didn't have to be the first… he simply needed to be the last.

    It was impossible for him to fail.

    Because the Nightmare was already ending.

    By now, Nephis must have already begun her assault on Verge. The Mad Prince, Torment, and Cassie… they had manipulate the events to make sure that the Nightmare was conquered, whether with or without Sunny.

    So, this cycle would be the last one… whether he achieved his goal or not.

    And he was going to achieve it.

    The Sin of Solace looked at him with disdain.

    «What? You have nothing to say? Has the fear stolen your ability to speak?»

    Sunny smiled crookedly and walked past him without saying a word.

    He entered the ship graveyard and moved through it, making sure to stay away from the wrecks where the sacred trees were healthy and brimming with fruit. The feeling he received from these ones was too similar, if much weaker, than what he had felt under the branches of the Soul Devourer.

    Peace. Safety. Happiness. Content.

    Therefore, Sunny moved as far away from that feeling as he could.

    The Sin of Solace followed, falling silent. The wraith's expression was full of hatred and contempt.

    Sunny paid him no attention.

    It did not take him a lot of time to travel past the ship graveyard. Beyond it was another slope, this one leading to the peak of a high mountain. If the sphere of black stone had been the Unholy Titan's heart once… then the mountain would be one of the arteries.

    Augmented by six shadows, Sunny's body was brimming with strength. Even though he was exhausted after the harrowing journey to the Source, he climbed the mountains without ever slowing down.

    The only thing he felt nervous about was not making it to the goal in time.

    Finally, Sunny reached the peak of the mountain. It was indeed hollow inside. In front of him was the entrance to a vast circular tunnel, surrounded by tall pillars. There were stone steps leading up to the maw of the tunnel, clearly man-made…

    Or rather, daemon-made. Ariel must have shaped this entrance himself, a long time ago.

    Walking closer to the steps, Sunny noticed that several of them had cracked over the ages. Jagged pieces of black stone were laying on the ground… the size and shape of them were eerily familiar.

    They looked exactly like the jagged black rock the Key of the Estuary had been created from.

    Sunny smiled.

    «So this is where The Mad Prince picked the base material for his Memory up.»

    Which meant that the vile madman had been to the Estuary before crossing from the future into the past. He could have gained his freedom a long time ago.

    …But was there a point in being free if it was at the cost of Neph's life? For the Mad Prince, it was not.

    That was why he had returned to the Great River without breaking the chains of fate. And that was why he had scratched numerous demented runes into the piece of flotsam drifting in the mist of the Source, all saying the same thing…

    Be careful of what you wish for the Mad Prince had regretted finding the Well of Wishes.

    Sunny, however, would not.

    Taking a deep breath, he summoned the Mirror of Truth and looked at its polished surface.

    There, a reflection of Nephis as caught, looking just like she had on the carapace of the Black Turtle. Sunny had not used the Mirror during the last revolution of the Aletheia's Island's loop, and so, it was in pristine condition.

    He looked at Neph's reflection for a while, then held the heavy mirror tightly and stepped into the grandiose tunnel, walking into its darkness.

    Entering the heart of the Tomb of Ariel.

    He walked forward for a while, not seeing anything particular. He couldn't even determine the direction in which the tunnel led… its floor was supposed to be sloping downward, but if felt flat, stretching endlessly forward.

    Slowly, the walls of the tunnel expanded, and its ceiling disappeared from view. Sunny found himself walking between two perfectly flat plains of black stone, surrounded by darkness.

    And there, in the darkness… harrowing runes were carved into the stone, dancing madly.

    As soon as Sunny caught sight of these runes, he immediately activated the enchantment of the Mirror of Truth.
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      1568: Knowledge of the Void.

      Sunny had only caught a glimpse of the runes, but it was enough to send him into a state of utter terror.

      Before even having time to think, he shut his eyes tightly and activated the enchantment of the Mirror of Truth, borrowing Neph's [Longing] Ability.

      Thus making his soul incorruptible… for a while.

      And it was just in time, because simply being close to the runes threatened to make Corruption bloom in his soul.

      «Argh…» He groaned mentally while keeping his mouth shut.

      The pain was almost unbearable.

      It was a familiar kind of terror, revulsion, and pain, as well.

      Because Sunny had recognized the shape of those runes.

      There were two types of runes that the Spell refused to translate.

      One had to do with the type of beings it simply called the -unknown- — the primordial beings of the eternal, everchanging Void. The other had to do with the singular being that it similarly called the -unknown- — the mysterious progenitor of the seven daemons, which might have been one of the Void Creatures, or might not have been.

      The latter runes were hard to look at, causing the head of the person to split with ache, and their mind to become dizzy.

      It were the former runes, though, that were truly sinister, making the unfortunate person witnessing them feel terror and revulsion.

      Inscribed on the walls of the tunnel were such runes… a great number of them. The walls of the tunnel, which seemed to stretch infinitely in all directions, were littered with them, with barely any empty spaces left between the harrowing symbols.

      Sunny gulped for air.

      «This… this is the source of the Defilement.»

      Now that he thought about it, it made sense.

      The dreadful runes described the Void Beings. And he had learned by now that Corruption was the influence of the Void, seeping through the walls of existence that caged it. Therefore, knowledge of the Void… was the source of Corruption, as well.

      And that was what Ariel, that madman, had inscribed on the walls of the Estuary. The stories of the Void, the knowledge about it… and the True Names of the harrowing beings that dwelled within its everchanging depths, imprisoned by the gods.

      He was sure of it.

      That was what Aletheia had found, most likely, and what had turned her into the source of the Defilement… which was merely knowledge that could be shared and transferred, thus turning this form of Corruption into an unstoppable infection.

      Knowledge of the Void, and of the True Names of those beings whose names could not be known, let alone uttered aloud.

      That was why the Spell refused to translate the harrowing runes — not because it wanted to keep its secrets for itself, but simply because being able to read them would be the end of anyone who did.

      Not just reading, as well… merely being in the presence of these runes was harmful. It was already painful and dangerous to glimpse a few of them, as Sunny had done a few times in his life — for example, when reading the descriptions of the drop of Shadow God's blood and the drop of Weaver's blood.

      If the Spell had translated those runes for him, those descriptions would have probably gone something like that:

      [Before, there was only boundless, eternal void. From that dark abyss, the Creatures of the Void were born. Just like chaos itself, they were endless and everlasting, vast and forever changing…]

      Or:

      [The loathsome Thieving Bird was hated both by the gods and the creatures of chaos. However, it only cared about shiny things. Enamored by Weaver's beautiful eyes, it stole one of them on a dark, starless night. Impatient, the vile creature looked at its bounty while still in flight. However, when it saw the reflection of the Void forever frozen in the depths of Weaver's pupil, it went mad and screamed, dropping the eye on the mortal realm below. All that was left in its greedy beak was one drop of pure, golden ichor.]

      Witnessing those few runes, which merely named the Void and the type of beings born from it, had almost made him faint.

      Here in the Estuary, though…

      There were numerous ghastly runes carved into the stone, not only mentioning the Void and the Chaos Beings, but also describing them in detail and calling them by their True Names.

      Therefore… even though Sunny had only caught a glimpse of the runes, unable to read them, that alone put him at risk of becoming Corrupted.

      Remaining near them, in the endless tunnel, was going to make seeds of Corruption bloom in his soul, as well. So, if he remained here at the time the Mirror of Truth crumbled into dust… he would become Defiled.

      He would become the Mad Prince again.

      Running his fingers over the surface of the enchanted mirror, he could already feel a few thin cracks in it.

      For a moment, Sunny considered turning around.

      But then, a mocking voice came from the darkness:

      «Why don't you open your eyes?»

      Hearing the Sin of Solace made him remember why was it that he had come to the Estuary, and what was at stake.

      His freedom.

      Gritting his teeth, Sunny suppressed the terror and the agony he felt from being close to the harrowing runes and took a step forward.

      Then, he took another step.

      And then, another.

      Even though each of them was so hard that he wanted to fall and shriek in pain, he remained silent and persisted.

      Three steps turned into three dozen, and then into three hundred.

      Sunny continued to walk through the dark tunnel, keeping his eyes closed. His shadows were wrapped tightly around his body, unable to see anything. Saint, Fiend, and Nightmare were kept safely within his soul, unable to witness the dreadful secrets of the Void.

      Enduring the nauseating fear and torturous pain, he kept going.

      And hoping…

      That he would reach the end of the tunnel before the Mirror of Truth reached its limit.
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        Thanks again man.
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        Thank you as always :) these chapters were a banger of lore confirmation and I love it!!!
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        So I was kinda right that it's not that the "unknown" are unknown but that the spell chose not to say it for everyone's sake. It's getting deeper.

        I feel like sunny might become mad prince and the nightmare might end there. Obviously he will be corrupted but not Ur normal corrupted so idk it could work I guess.

        Another thing that's interesting is why the deamons themselves are not part of the unknown. I mean we don't know if they have mother or a father but there is that "unknown" that they came from which logically means two unknown mated but shouldn't that have made them unknown as well?? But there is still a part that's missing cus we don't know how exactly they came to be. That in itself is another mystery but we shall wait.
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    “Be careful what you wish for”
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      i keep on repeating this every time I read these chapters like brooo you being stupid stay with your team you dumbass
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        But this is his character tho, being slave until the end is not it i think and its time for that romance tag to do its job 🌚 after shadow bone gone
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        NAAAH :). Honestly you guys starting to get annoying, like really it's beeing stated in the chapter. Sunny doesn't regret his choise maybe Mad Prince did, but Sunny IS NOT the Mad Prince and he chose something he thinks is right. Stop saying same sentence over and over again, it already played it's part in plot, Sunny already made his choise and nothing can undo it.(Just saying)
        Edit. By the way why you call Sunny stupid, sure he was dumb asf(Well I can argue that it was because of Endless cycles that one way or another influenced Sunny's mind, idk) through whole Nightmare, but the choise he made is definitely not dumb or stupid.
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        He battled Nightmare over and over and over and over again. It's very much in his character to do as he's done, and I don't even think he's made the wrong choice. In his position, I'd do the same. Live free or die!
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          I mean I get it... he wants his love and for him to have it he needs to have that trust that he will never get if he knows she can order him around... I'm sure he would break the cycle this time otherwise we'd be back into another interminable loop but still I can't help it if I get anxious okay specially after he just got there and he could see the crazy amount of loops he's done already
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    I f#cking hate to read those continuously long ass f#cking paragraph.
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      There is an alternative to reading, try listening by copy and paste the chapters on word and press listen.
      That how I listen to some of the chapters
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