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Chapter 1642: Selfish Reasons

Sunny contemplated his answer for a few moments, then sald neutrally:

"I guess it's the same as yours."

Cassle seemed a little surprised.

"The same as mine?"

He nodded and glanced at her with hidden worry. They were climbing a slope of stone debris, the surface under their feet treacherous and uneven.

Cassie seemed to be doing fine, but her movements were a little stiff.

No matter how well she had learned to live with her Flaw, she was still blind. Sharing other people's perception or sensing a few seconds into the future could not entirely replace sight. However, Sunny could not think of a way to support her on this treacherous slope - he could offer her his hand, but he doubted that she would accept it. They were not that close... now.

In the end, he did nothing.

"Indeed. You told me that you had always wanted to destroy fate... but that is not entirely true, is it? You wouldn't want to struggle against fate if it carried you to a wonderful outcome. The outcome you saw must be terrible... so, what you really want is to reach a desirable outcome, not destroy fate. The latter is merely a means to an end, while the former is the end. That is your interest.”

Sunny shrugged.

"It is the same for me. My Interest is to reach a desirable outcome."

Cassie hesitated for a moment.

"So what is the outcome you desire?"

He grinned.

"How can I know? It's too soon to talk about an outcome - I don't even know what will happen, let alone how I might want it to end. I merely have a few ideas. In any case, that question is better aimed at you, Saint Cassia. You are much better informed about the future than I am. So... what outcome do you desire?"

Now, they were on the right track. Mutual trust was the end goal, but it had to be built on the foundation of mutual benefit. To help each other benefit, they needed to know what each of them wanted.ead latest chpters at n/velbi(.)co/m

What was it that Cassie desired?

Even after knowing her for so many years, Sunny was not sure. She had always kept her secrets close.

Which was why he did not expect to hear her honest response:

"I want to save the world."

Sunny almost tripped, startled.

"Wh-what?"

His eyes might have widened a little.

Cassue laughed quietly.

"Why are you so surprised? It's only reasonable. After all, I am a part of the world, and so are those people I care about - if the world is destroyed, everything I cherish will be destroyed with it. Alright, maybe I was a little grandiose in my statement... I do want to save the world, but purely for selfish reasons. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that I want to save myself. It's just that one and the other are inseparable."

Sunny stared at her silently for a few moments.

"Should I take it as confirmation, then, that the world is doomed? Ah, it's a bit disconcerting. I did not expect to hear something like that from an oracle as powerful as you."

He looked at the shattered moon. The background was also very ominous.

Cassie shrugged.

"I suspect that you know perfectly well what fate awaits our world. It is obvious that the world is doomed... what most people don't realize is how little time we have left. Those who pay careful attention to the Nightmare Spell, though, do."

Sunny frowned.

Was she talking about the fact that their world would eventually be devoured by the Dream Realm? It would be natural to assume that Sunny knew, considering that she suspected that he had been on Aletheia's Island with them. More than that, it was no secret - the Great Clans had known, as well, which was why they were focused on conquering a new world instead of trying to save the old one.

Or was she talking about the Forgotten God and his inevitable awakening? The moment that ancient being struggled free of its slumber, the very existence could come undone at the seams, and the Everlasting Vold could be unleashed from its prison.

...Or were these two events inseparable, as well?

He grimaced.

"So what are your immediate goals?"

Cassie smiled faintly.

"I don't think that we know each other well enough to share such details... Sunny. Maybe I'll tell you another day, after learning more about you from your Memories."

Sunny sighed.

"Fair enough. As for my immediate goals... I'm not trying to doubt your competence, Saint Cassia, but how are you going to get me inside the castle? The guards, the runic array, the other safeguards the King must have put in place - you don't seem to be too concerned about any of these."

Cassie was climbing several steps ahead from him, just a few meters from the more intact section of the wall, Once they reached it, there would be Ascended warriors patrolling, and if any of them saw Song of the Fallen escorting an Intruder into the stronghold of their clan... things would turn ugly.

She was not going to just stride into the heart of Anvil's Domain, was she?

Cassle stopped for a moment, then continued climbing.

"Don't worry about it. I will keep my word

At the same time, she raised her hands and carefully pulled her blindfold off, tying it around one of her wrists.

A few moments later, they were on top of the wall.

There were enchanted lanterns installed on wooden posts, illuminating the ramparts.

And there, just a few meters in front of them...

Three heavily armored Masters were standing, staring at Cassie and Sunny with vigilant expressions. He could see dangerous flames igniting in their eyes.

One of them placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and asked, his voice a mix of confusion and wariness:

"Saint Cassia? Who..."

'Damn it...'

Sunny did not move.

And in the next moment, the three Knights of Valor underwent an eerie change.

Their eyes suddenly grew unfocused, drifting away from Cassie's delicate figure. The tense expressions on their faces disappeared. They remained motionless for a few moments, then continued on their patrol without ever looking back.

One walked right past the blind seer, brushing against her seawave cloak.

Cassie calmly moved in the opposite direction, leaving the patrol behind.

A moment later, she said over her shoulder:

"Don't worry. They won't remember seeing us."

Sunny hurriedly followed her, quietly impressed...

And more than a little bit disturbed.

'What an insidious power, indeed.’

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    Star
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    That's an insane ability
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    Tanistanthalas
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    Just like the LO49 Terror…
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    Gerhman_Sparrow23
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    Was she talking about the fact that their world would eventually be devoured by the Dream Realm? It would be natural to assume that Sunny knew, considering that she suspected that he had been on Aletheia's Island with them

    What does her knowledge of visiting the Island has anything to do with Doom considering only Sunny talked with Wind Flower and knew about the past of universe and the nature of Spell and Dream Realm and then telling his cohort about it. And since anything Sunny related is removed from everyone's memory she can't possibly remember that knowledge either.
    Or was she talking about the Forgotten God and his inevitable awakening? 

    Tomb of Ariel was built to keep Forgotten God a secret even from gods so if a mere transcended seer can receive revelations about it then is would be a shame
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    GoodKnight_
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    Não vou mentir, cheira a romance entre os dois blushed
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    1643: Unseen.

    Sunny had contemplated the ways Cassie could get him Inside the castle. From using a secret passage through the ruins to using her intricate knowledge of runic sorcery to Interfere with the defensive array, there were many potential methods for someone as resourceful as her to choose from.

    What he had not expected was that she would, indeed, simply stride inside without paying the elite forces of Valor any heed.

    Cassie simply walked forward at a mild pace, poised and elegant. Her calm steps were unhurried. She did not try to avoid the light of the enchanted lanterns or hide from the patrolling knights, acting like noting was the matter.

    And yet, despite Sunny's presence, no one paid her any attention or barred her path.

    The powerful Ascended guarding the castle shivered slightly when her gaze fell on them, their expressions turning slack for a moment. Then, they stepped aside and silently continued on their way, as if both Cassie and Sunny had somehow turned invisible. Not, not invisible… impossible to focus on or remember.

    The memory of seeing the strange pair was completely erased from the minds of the elite warriors of Valor, replaced by a false recollection of nothing notable happening.

    It was rather impressive.

    And deeply disturbing.

    Sunny was walking behind Cassie, so he could not see her eyes. He wasn't sure he wanted to, either.

    Looking at her delicate back, he could not help but remember the suffocating despair and cold dread of LO49. The sinister powers of the Transcendent Terror that had consumed the station were eerily similar to what Cassie was now capable of. There were differences, of course, but the resemblance was there as well.

    «Ah. I hate mental attacks.»

    From the Forgotten Shore to the desolate expanse of Antarctica, these were the kinds of powers he was wary of the most. There had been creatures who left him broken and bleeding, barely clinging to life, but it were the insidious beings who influenced the mind that had given him the deepest scars. Luckily, Sunny's resistance to mental attacks was now incomparably high.

    Still, he wondered what Cassie would be capable of if she went all out and fully unleashed her power. Another scene surfaced in his mind… the scene of the battle in the drowned temple of Fallen Grace, where they had fought against the Defiled Sybil and her enthralled guardians.

    Back then, he had seen the Echo of Torment fight against the Drowned… of course, Sunny had not known her true identity, yet. There had been a moment when the Echo raised one of the demons above the shallow water and gazed into its eyes- the abomination's body convulsed, an indescribable sound escaped from its mouth, and its lifeless body was tossed aside like a rag doll.

    In that short moment… had the Echo burned all of the demon's memories away, turning the Drowned warrior into a mindless shell of a living being?

    Speaking of, where was that Echo now?

    That was not the most sinister aspect of Cassie's power, either. Having your memory wiped clean was frightening, true… but having it changed without your knowledge was much more terrifying. Could she enthrall people into becoming her marionettes? Turn loyal soldiers into zealous traitors? Create witnesses to non-existent crimes who sincerely believed in the truthfulness of their testimonies, so that no telepathic Aspect could disprove them?

    The loss of one's identity was somehow more frightening than the loss of one's life.

    Her Aspect was simply too insidious.

    …In hindsight, perhaps the Knights of Valor were lucky to only have their memories manipulated a little.

    «I know that there are limits and conditions to her power, but still… she must have hidden it really well, to not be included in the highest tier of Saints.»

    Sunny looked around, studying the ruins of true Bastion. It was hard to say because of how damaged and dilapidated the castle was, but it seemed somewhat different from the illusory version. Currently, they were still on the remains of the outer wall. Below it was an ancient scene of devastation, with a few relatively intact sections of the ruin towering above.

    At that moment, Cassie spoke in a calm tone:

    «The true castle is hidden in the reflection of its illusory counterpart. If one knows how to look, they might glimpse the truth when looking at the lake. The false Bastion is a relatively safe place now that the Knights of Valor have eradicated most abominations around it. The true Bastion, however, is fraught with peril.»

    She paused for a moment.

    «Whatever you do, do not drink the water from the lake. Do not look at reflections, and if a reflection moves strangely, walk away immediately. Above all else, do not answer if a reflection speaks to you. It will perceive it as an invitation.»

    Sunny raised an eyebrow.

    «Good thing I am always wary of mirrors thanks to Mordret.»

    «Does it have something to do with that guy?»

    Cassie understood who he was talking about without having to hear a name. She shook her head lightly,

    «No, It is simply the nature of this place. The creatures in the lake are deadly, and so are those in the forest. However, the things that come from reflections are the most dangerous, because they are too strange and we know too little about them. We call them the Others.»

    She took a few more steps and continued calmly:

    «We must be wary of the Others, but we also must be wary of the King. I can shelter you from the gazes of his servants because their swords are sheathed and slumbering. But if you see a sword that is drawn… hide Immediately. You must possess some ability to hide yourself — otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to traverse the lake.»

    Sunny nodded, prompting Cassie to add:

    «You did well to come unarmed. Do not summon a sword of your own while you are here, even if it wasn't forged by Valor. Oh… and take this.»

    She handed him a smooth pebble without turning around. Sunny took it and noticed a complicated weave of elegant runes carved into its surface. The pebble felt slightly warm to the touch.

    Cassie explained:

    «This is a token that will allow you to pass most of the defensive enchantments. A counterfeit one… I made it myself. So, don't lose it.»

    She took a deep breath and then added, a hint of tension finally finding its way into her voice:

    «If you do, the two of us will end up being invited to an audience with the King. One that we will remember for the rest of our lives… our short and painful lives, that is.»

    Sunny smiled darkly, remembering the sight of Anvil facing that Great Titan in Antarctica.

    He knew that the two of them would meet eventually. But it was too soon to meet the King of Swords, for now.

    «Is he really here?»

    Before Cassie could answer, a loud sound rolled across the ruins, disturbing the silence of the night. It was deep and melodious, ringing across the dark lake like thunder.

    The sound of a hammer falling on an anvil.
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      Pro100zver25
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      1644: Royal Forge.

      The ringing of steel was still echoing across the desolate ruin when Sunny shifted slightly and looked in the direction where the sound had come from.

      There was a tall tower rising into the broken sky some distance away. Its walls were covered by a net of deep cracks, but the crumbling tower still stood straight and proud, much higher than any other structure in the vast ruin. Outlined against the pale radiance of the shattered moon, its dark shape was like a battered sword thrust into the ground by the hand of a celestial giant.

      The tower was dark, but at the very top of it, a fiery glow escaped from the arching windows. It was as if a sea or vermilion flame was burning inside.

      That was where the ringing sound had come from.

      A moment later, another strike resounded, and then another. They rolled across the restless lake, forceful and methodical, filling the night with the sound of clashing metal. Suddenly, Sunny felt as if he was on a battlefield, and his heart started to beat faster.

      He froze for a moment, looking at the dark tower with a somber expression.

      «What is that?»

      Cassie turned to face the tower, as well. She remained silent for a few moments, then said evenly:

      «It's the King. He is forging.»

      Sunny couldn't help but frown.

      He had just asked about Anvil's whereabouts, and a moment later, the King of Sword announced his presence. Sunny did not really fear him… but that was not because the steel Sovereign was not worthy of being feared. It was simply because Sunny had developed an unwise tolerance for fear after a decade of being constantly exposed to all kinds of unimaginable horror.

      Still, it would be a lie to say that he wasn't apprehensive.

      «Spooky bastard.»

      He hesitated for a moment, then asked quietly:

      «What is he forging?»

      Cassie smiled.

      «What else? He is forging a sword. The King must have created a million of them already, but he never stops for long. The swords that the Knights of Valor wield are merely some that he discarded… the ones Paladins wield are, as well.»

      Then the storm of swords Anvil had commanded in Antarctica were all forged by him, then… probably. Sunny could not really imagine how a human being could have created so many of them.

      He sighed.

      «And here I was thinking myself an accomplished weaponsmith.»

      Cassie tilted her head a little.

      «Oh! Right. You create Memories.»

      A faint smile appeared on her lips.

      «Sorry. With everything else, I almost forgot.»

      Sunny studied the pebble she had given him. The weave of runes was elegant and intricate. He could not quite decipher it, because the runes did not inscribe a functional enchantment. Instead, they made the pebble a part of a much larger one without comprehending the entire array, he wouldn't be able to comprehend the runes carved into the small stone.

      It was interesting, though. The pebble must have let the defensive array know that Sunny was allowed into the castle. It was warm to the touch. But where did the essence that nourished the pebble come from? He didn't feel it consuming his own, and there was no nexus inside to store some.

      «You are a skilled sorceress yourself, it seems.»

      Cassie nodded lightly.

      «My skill is… sufficient, I guess. I've been taught a little by a man named Noctis, in my Second Nightmare. After that, I learned from the enchanters of Valor and on my own. What about you?»

      Sunny lingered for a while, then answered simply:

      «I am self-taught.»

      His only teachers were the Nightmare Spell and necessity, Neither could take credit for his accomplishments.

      She made a turn, heading for a more damaged section of the wall, and said:

      «I am curious, though. Creating a Memory is not a question of skill. No matter how good i am at runie sorcery, it's not something I can do. The same goes for enchanters of Valor — they are only capable of forging Memories because of the kind of Aspects the members of the main family and its branches tend to awaken, not because of sorcery. So, Sunny… are you, perchance, a bastard son of King Anvil?»

      Sunny stared at her silently for a while, making sure that she was serious.

      She was.

      «Well, I guess it might look that way. A mysterious man who can create Memories, lives in Bastion, and is somehow a Saint on top of it all…»

      Sunny barely prevented himself from exploding with laughter. If he hadn't covered his mouth with both hands, sentries all across the wall would have been alerted to their presence.

      «Me? Anvil's son? Gods, no… although I must admit, it would have been very funny if there was yet another estranged son of his wandering around the Dream Realm.»

      He shook his head.

      «No… and before you ask, I'm not a son of Madee, or any other member of their family, either, Do I look like a Legacy to you?»

      Cassie was silent for a moment.

      «You do not look like anything to me. I'm blind.»

      Sunny coughed awkwardly, prompting her to smile:

      «…And the last time we met, we were alone. So, I could only borrow your sight, which meant staring at myself for the entire conversation. Well, I won't lie. I did steal a peek through the eyes of the knights we've met today. I was curious to see what the famous owner of the Eye C… of the Brilliant Emporium Cafe looks like.»

      She shrugged.

      «Actually, you do look like a Legacy. But maybe it's just because of the confidence that comes with being a Saint.»

      Sunny shook his head with a crooked smile, not letting her off.

      «I'm sure that you observed me carefully, and for a while, before paying a visit to the Brilliant Emporium. And by «observed, I mean «spied on». Thank you for the compliment, in any case.»

      This time, it was Cassie's turn to cough.

      I'm right on the money.

      He enjoyed her slight embarrassment for a few moments, then said neutrally:

      «I don't know much about how enchanters of Valor create Memories, but it is probably due to the War God's lineage. After all, she is also the goddess of progress, technology, and craft. Plus, family members are known to awaken Aspects of a similar nature… perhaps due to sharing a similar upbringing and fate. I assure you, my upbringing was quite different from that of a member of Clan Valor.»

      Sunny hesitated before adding:

      «The way I create Memories is different from theirs.»

      Cassie tilted her head a little and asked curiously:

      «I've been told that the Memories you make are not very potent, but have the benefit of being perfectly suited for their wielder. You must be hiding the true extent of your abilities to avoid attention, though. How good are you, exactly?»

      Sunny briefly glanced at Cassie's delicate neck, noticing a thin string hanging around it. Would she be able to remember if he said that the charm she wore had been made Supreme by him? Probably not.

      He smiled.

      «I doubt that any person in the world can create a better Memory than me.»

      It wasn't an empty boast. Forgemasters of Valor could create potent Memories, but their craft was the result of unique Aspect Abilities and runic sorcery, which was allen to the concept of Memories, Sunny, meanwhile, was a true weaven. The only master of Weaver's sorcery in existence. Therefore, his abilities were broader and infinitely more flexible.

      So, really, there was just one entity better than him at creating Memories. The Nightmare Spell. But he wasn't going to compete with that…

      He glanced at Cassie and asked:

      «Why? Are you going to order a Memory, after all? Let me tell you, Saint Cassia… I'll give you an exclusive discount. Our service is top-notch, and we can handle all kinds of orders. Combat Memories, Utility Memories… even cosmetic Memories are not out of the question! Also… I don't usually do this… but just for you, I'll disclose a big secret. We can even make a custom name and description for your Memory. There's no better memento or one-of-a-kind gift for a loved one…»

      Cassie touched her hair nervously, then added in a dubious tone:

      «Really? Well… I might indeed commission a custom Memory from you, then…»
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        Kiber
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        Спасибо за главы, Санни умело рекламирует свой магазин oru2x
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        BlankDjinn
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        Thank you as always :)

        Interesting I’m still curious as to why Sunny wants to be this deep into Bastion it’s strange very strange like why??? I really hope it’s related to the demons and Weavers legacy!!!
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        Dummybaron
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        Honestly sometimes I really start to consider Sunny x Cassie an option, but I just don't know man, there is so much problems I have with Cassie's abilities, and It feels really weird to me that some one can even make a reletionship with person who can literaly manipulate your whole mind. But if G3 really want to do it, and he can make it work then I absolutely would love to see it. (I feel this comment will get so much dislikes)
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        Evinie
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        Thank you
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    Warrior of void
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    I think he just recreated the bed. After all, he has to cross the Hollow Mountains. And he said himself that he was too weak for that
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      Dummybaron
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      He said he was to weak to go deaper into the mountains, deaper means down, where a lot of true darkness and remnants of Daemon of Choise's Legion. If he is to weak to cross Hollow Mountains there would be no Lord of Shadows in the first place.
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      Vernaidia
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      some chapter's ago he said something like " after i crossed the hollow mountains alone i have more battle experience then almost any1 alive" it was in those chaps about the duel with nephi's cohort
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    rekicchi
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    The dirty ads are bothering me.
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    6pain
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    Saint Sunless went to East Atlantica to kill the winter beast.
    He also went to the Forgotten Shore to kill the Soul Devouring Tree.
    Later he will probably go back to the Tomb of Arial to kill the Vile Thieving bird.
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      Akarah
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      Where is it said that he went to the forgotten shore ? Did I miss a chapter ?
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        Foggy
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        It was mentioned that sunny went to the dark city(of the forgotten shore) to get his bed. People assume he used the chance to fulfill his promise and kill off that tree
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      Eightsixtwo_
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      probably? no definitely.
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    what outcome do you desire?"
    ... Lucifer morningstar vibes...
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    Vernaidia
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    Cassie with then Jedi mind tricks
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