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Chapter 1676: Inalienable.

The carnivorous plants and the abominable vermin populating the jungle had hidden away out of fear, terrified by the approach of the masters of the ancient ruin. So, Nephis ran fast, covering a great distance with each second.

The wind was cool, soothing her slender body.

The Lord of Shadows had taken the lead, his strides like that of a beast. His powerful limbs tore the ground, and from time to time, he used the trunks of the towering trees to leap forward, sending splinters flying back.

Soon enough, Nephis sensed the approach of a new enemy.

The same kind of golem broke through the wall of vines, and the ground quaked from the crushing impact of its footsteps. The creature looked just like the one they had slain a minute earlier — tall, overgrown with scarlet moss, its ancient stone carapace ace covered by a net of cracks.

This one was armed with a diamond scepter instead of a mace a split second later, the scepter was already flying at the shadow demon's head.

Its speed was so dire that a fatal blow seemed inevitable. The jungle itself swayed, following the trajectory of the diamond weapon.

Nephis raised her sword to block.

A fraction of a second later, the Lord of Shadows…. simply disappeared from the path of the scepter. There was a thunderous boom, and a devastating shockwave spread in a wide cone from the point where the asura's weapon had been supposed to hit.

A vast swath of the jungle, hundreds of meters across, was instantly devastated.

Sadly enough, Nephis was right in the middle of the cone of destruction. The sword she had raised cut through it, sharp and indomitable, allowing her to continue moving forward without slowing down too much.

She jumped, stepped on the diamond scepter, ran across its length, and delivered a dire downward slash all in a matter of a single moment.

The tough stone carapace of the Great Beast did not split open, but that was not her goal. What Nephis aimed for was to infect it with the decay of the [Testament of Malice].

Before the creature could catch her, she had already jumped back, twisting gracefully midair.

The Lord of Shadows appeared from the darkness behind the creature, his enormous odachi falling down like the blade of a giant guillotine. In that demonic form, encased in fearsome onyx armor, he was no less imposing than the abominable asura. The might of his strike was so terrible that the knees of the Great Beast buckled, its feet sinking deep into the moss.

The ground itself split open.

Stone shards shot into the air like shrapnel.

«There is another one!»

Towering above the kneeling Nightmare Creature, he used two of his hands to grab its head viciously, locking it in a chokehold. His other two hands turned the black odachi downward and drove its tip into the crack infected by the decay of the [Touch of Malice].

Nephis spun and swung her sword. Up until this point, she had only used her Dormant Ability. At that moment, though, she summoned a spark of soul flame and, enduring the agony, uttered the Names of fire and wind.

That single spark exploded into a raging inferno, incinerating everything in its path. The jungle in front of her turned to ash, revealing the dreadful form of the second asura.

The abomination's charge had been broken by the shockwave of the directed explosion, and the flame stuck to its carapace, burning hot enough to melt Transcendent steel.

The stone armor of the asura held, but was softened by the terrible heat. The desiccated flesh buried within it, though, caught aflame.

Wreathed in fire, the towering Nightmare Creature rose like an infernal fiend.

«There is no time

Nephis used the momentary delay to lunge at the abomination being held down by the Lord of Shadows. Knowing how to destroy one, they could dispose of it with relative speed… but a Great Beast was a Great Beast.

It was already a miracle that it could be wrestled to the ground by a Saint.

Her sword blazed with brilliant radiance, absorbing the full augmentation of her titanic soul.

There was an explosion of blinding light, and the abomination's stone carapace crumbled. The joint attack of light and shadow had overcome its decaying resilience, and the perfect unity of their murderous wills had overcome its will to live.

The kneeling asura slowly fell, the diamond scepter slipping from its grip.

The second Nightmare Creature was almost upon them…

With cold darkness nestling in the crack of his visor, the Lord of Shadows growled deeply and strained his mighty body. Nephis ducked as the massive corpse of the slain asura was tossed into the air, its dire mass crashing into the burning abomination like a siege ram.

After that, they made short work of the staggered creature.

She killed the first. while the Lord of Shadows killed the second.

Three Great Beasts in just as many minutes… even for Nephis, that was a remarkable result.

But it was still not fast enough.

Without even stopping to retrieve the Supreme soul shards, the two of them rushed away. More of these terrible creatures were coming, and the survival of the two Sleepers was hanging by a thread.

As they ran, the Lord of Shadows spoke suddenly:

«This place… we might very well die here.»

His voice was even and clear, as if he didn't care either way.

Nephis answered succinctly, long accustomed to feeling the cold breath of death:

«That is true.»

He lingered for a moment.

«Is it really worth it, to die for a couple Sleepers?»

She jumped over a fallen tree, landed nimbly, and lunged forward with stunning speed.

«It is!»

To her, it was a strange question… but then again, people often misunderstood her. She had answered honestly, but the question itself was wrong and misguided.

Because she wasn't risking her life for these Sleepers. The Sleepers were merely a circumstance, but what she was ready to die for were her principles. She believed that saving these teenagers was the right thing to do, and so, she wanted to do it. And it was also the right thing to do because she wanted to do it.

Before, a long time ago… Nephis had been truly powerless. She watched fearfully as everything their family possessed was taken away. Their heirlooms, their wealth, their home. Even people who surrounded her were either killed or chased away one after another, disappearing without a trace.

Their absence had left a scar.

Perhaps because of that, she didn't value material possessions, and many other things that people usually held dear. The things she valued the most were inside of her, and therefore, could never be taken away.

Her beliefs, her principles, her will. As long as she held fast to that, nothing could scare her, and nothing could make her feel truly powerless.

However…

While these things could not be taken away, they could be lost. She could betray herself, and thus discard them. It was the easiest thing in the world, to lose oneself.

Then, she would truly have nothing.

The thought of that… was too appalling. Much more terrible than death.

And so, Nephis would rather die.

It didn't matter if she risked her life for two Sleepers or to fulfill her greatest desire. To her, both were one and the same both were expressions of her self, and therefore equally important.

The Lord of Shadows laughed.

«Why?»

Hadn't she already told him that it was because she wanted to? It was simple as that… and as deeply complicated as that, as well.

She had long given up on trying to explain herself to people. But, somehow, Nephis felt… that, maybe, the Lord of Shadows would be able to understand.

Running as fast as she could, Nephis smiled faintly.

«Because otherwise, I wouldn't be me!»

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    GoatBom
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    Hurry up and bag your girl Sunny
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    ArMiks
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    Neph got sooo close to remembering again. Damn heartbreaking everytime.
    So that's what she's doing, acting high profile and great fanfare, she's taking their foundations one grain at a time. Smart and patient
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      Dummybaron
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      well not really like, she did only 1 step, in comparison Cassie did around 4
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        ArMiks
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        True, but cassie needed a combination of her aspect, self-message, disorder/hole in fate and hd memory viewing from sunny among other things to even come close to realizing about sunny's probable connection to them. While here comes nephis just getting close to home on every single thought she gets upon meeting and interacting with sunny for a very brief period of time. The only reason she's not hitting it is because unlike cassie, she doesn't have memory ability that makes her aware that she forgot abt something so she never realizes
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    Pro100zver25
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    1677: Spark of Longing.

    A towering golem made from crumbling stone, its cracked body overgrown with red moss, raised a hand. There was a corpse.entombed within it. The soldier of an annihilated civilization had perished.thousands of years ago, but their sorcerous armor still lived, infected by an abhorrent.corruption.

    The creature, an Asura of Condemnation, was holding a diamond cleaver in its hand. When the cleaver rose, the world seemed to tremble in fear. When the cleaver fell, reality itself seemed to split apart.

    A giant tree, its adamantine bark hard enough to resist the end of days, was cut down in one slash and toppled slowly. The wind raised by its fall fanned the flames that had been spreading through the jungle, and bitter smoke permeated the air.

    The tree had been dead for countless years, and its heart had long rotted away. There was a cave-like hollow between its roots, which was now revealed.

    Two terrified Sleepers had been hiding in that hollow, and were now hugging each other as they looked at the sinister abominations in horror..

    The diamond cleaver rose again, spelling their doom.

    …Before it could fall down to reap their lives, however, an equally menacing fiend appeared from the darkness, crashing into the great golem with a ferocious growl. It had sharp claws, twisting horns, and a long tale, its bestial body encased in a fearsome onyx carapace. The darkness itself moved, shrouding it like a mantle.

    And a moment later…

    The eyes of the two Sleepers widened.

    A beautiful young woman wearing a fluttering white tunic fell from above, surrounded by pure light. Her skin was fair and flawless, like polished alabaster, and her silver hair shone brilliantly in the dim twilight of the jungle. Her figure was slender and graceful, and her beauty… was breathtaking.

    She held an incandescent sword in her hands.

    Landing on the shoulder of the ghastly golem, she delivered a terrible blow and severed its damaged neck.

    The headless abomination continued to.resist furiously even after being decapitated, but the strange pair — the fearsome demon of darkness and the beautiful spirit of light — cooperated seamlessly, swiftly bringing it down.

    The diamond cleaver shattered and fell apart. The stone carapace crumbled. The mummified corpse that had been entombed within it turned to ash.

    The creature was dead before the falling tree collapsed to the ground, making the ancient ruin quake.

    Nephis jumped off its corpse and inhaled slowly.

    The Lord of Shadows had been wounded in that last clash, but his towering body was already repairing itself. She was unscathed… for now.

    Most importantly, they made it to the two Sleepers in time.

    Turning around, she walked to the remains of the giant tree and looked into the hollow space between its roots, where two ashen- faced teenagers were staring up at her with wide eyes.

    Both were girls, their faces smeared with ash and dirt. One of them seemed to maintain a shred of composure, holding the other tightly. The other girl… didn't look too good, and seemed to be slowly falling unconscious.

    The first Sleeper opened her mouth and said, stuttering:

    «You're… y-you're… Changing Star?»

    Nephis smiled in an effort to calm the girl. That calming smile was not natural to her, but she had practiced her communication skills diligently. After all, she was both a leader and a public figure now… knowing how to make the right impression was one of the skills she had to master, and had mastered despite not having an innate talent for it.

    «Yes. I am Saint Nephis of the Immortal Flame clan. This is Saint Shadow… of no clan. We are here to bring you two to safety.»

    The young girl lingered for a few moments, looking at her with a complicated expression.

    That expression was not what Nephis had expected.

    «Is she… wary of me?»

    Eventually, the girl nodded and said in a tone that was meant to be steady, but betrayed a slight tremor:

    «I am… Tamar of the Sorrow clan.»

    «Ah…»

    Nephis lingered for a moment.

    Sorrow was a vassal clan of Song. So… this girl was technically her enemy.

    It was indeed a bit awkward.

    The Lord of Shadows stared at her, as if curious to see what she would do. His demonic shell had almost entirely repaired itself already.

    Nephis jumped down into the shallow pit, put her sword down, and looked at the second teenager. Then, she turned back to young Tamar.

    «What is wrong with your friend?»

    The girl glanced at her black sword, then gripped the other Sleeper tighter.

    «Some… kind of infection. She scraped her hand on a vine…»

    Then, her eyes trembled slightly.

    «Wait, did… did Ray find you, my lady? Is he alive?»

    Nephis nodded and kneeled near the unconscious Sleeper, looking at her with concern.

    «He is safe and sound. You don't have to worry.»

    The three must have bonded during their harrowing time in Godgrave. Before that, they had probably spent a lot of time together at the Academy. It wasn't strange for them to care about each other… in fact, Nephis was the strange one, having formed no bonds at the Academy.

    There had been a reason for that, of course. She did not know which of the fellow Sleepers had been sent to kill her, at the time… Cassie had had her circumstances, too. Still, these girls reminded her of the two of them.

    Granted, there had been no third member to their small cohort on the Forgotten Shore… there had been no…

    A moment later, Nephis shook her head lightly, having lost her train of thought.

    Concerned for the unconscious girl, she gently placed her hand on her gaunt body, and frowned. The girl's skin was as hot as a furnace, and her pulse was weak… she wasn't just infected… she was dying. Nephis lingered for a moment, and then glanced at Tamar. She forced herself to smile again.

    «…You are safe now. The worst part is almost over. Fear not, for we are here. And we will get you and your friend out, no matter what.»

    The young girl stared at Nephis for a few moments, then took a trembling breath and nodded. Then, she suddenly slumped, as if finally allowing her exhausted body to collapse. Her eyes glistened with moisture, but she gritted her teeth and held the tears back.

    «Thank you… thank you Lady Changing Star.»

    Nephis nodded and turned away, secretly gritting her teeth.

    Then, she activated her Dormant Ability and endured the blinding pain, sending a wave of healing flame into the second Sleepers body.

    The infection was persistent, and had spread to the girl's heart. Nevertheless, it was burned away by the purity of soul flame, leaving no trace behind. It just took a little longer than Nephis had expected. She healed most of the damage dealt to the body of the unfortunate Sleeper, as well.

    The shadows around her stirred, betraying her companion's restlessness.

    The Lord of Shadows spoke from above:

    «They're drawing close.»

    At the sound of her voice, Tamar flinched and looked at Nephis, trying to hide her fear:

    «This is… this is Godgrave, isn't it? Can we really escape?»

    Nephis dismissed her flames and took a deep breath.

    «Of course. I promised, didn't I?»

    The young girl stared at her for a few moments, then nodded gravely.

    «I'll… trust in you, Lady Changing Star. I strive to survive, no matter what.»

    Her voice sounded resolute.

    Neph's smile faltered for a moment.

    «…Good. Strive well.»

    While saying that, she could already feel it…

    A spark of longing igniting in the soul of young Tamar, and then turning into a gentle flame — connecting the two of them together, and making her a tentative part of Nephis nascent, unrealized, almost non-existent Domain.
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      Dummybaron
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      I really wish that every Domain work on it's own, and Sunny don't have to become a leader or something. Because other way Sunny will forever be a Saint, like let's be real if condition of Domain is to have real people in it, Sunny will never create one.
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        Xenko
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        Considering that shadows are kinda sentient, I guess he won't need people
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        BlankDjinn
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        I agree I just hate the idea of having to be a leader to gain more power!!! It makes it so boring and just like so many other prog fantasy novels I hope the domains go more in the direction of multifaceted common powers that can include people but more or less progress by the establishment of one’s will on the space around them like Nephis’s ideals or Sunny’s obvious shadow even something more existential
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          ArMiks
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          Agreed. I believe if that were the case and his domain is anythjng similar to shadow gods', then it should be similar to an underworld or afterlife like it was implied on the description of the shadow lamp.
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      BlankDjinn
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      Thank you as always :)

      Ok interesting development maybe this child will be important later on to Nephis or cause drama I’m clan song ok ok I can back this
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    Mahito Musashi
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    Chapter 1677: Spark of Longing


    A towering golem, constructed from crumbling stone and covered in red moss, raised its hand. Within its cracked body lay the corpse of a warrior from an annihilated civilization, dead for thousands of years. Yet, their sorcerous armor remained, tainted by an abhorrent corruption.

    The creature, an Asura of Condemnation, wielded a diamond cleaver. When the cleaver rose, the world trembled in fear. When it fell, reality itself seemed to split apart. A giant tree, with adamantine bark resistant to the end of days, was felled in a single slash. The wind from its fall fanned flames spreading through the jungle, filling the air with bitter smoke.

    The long-dead tree revealed a cave-like hollow between its roots. Two terrified Sleepers hid there, hugging each other as they stared at the sinister abominations. The diamond cleaver poised to end their lives, but before it could strike, an equally menacing fiend emerged from the darkness. With sharp claws, twisting horns, and an onyx carapace, it crashed into the golem, shrouded in darkness.

    And in that moment…
    A beautiful young woman, clad in a fluttering white tunic, descended from above, surrounded by pure light. Her fair, flawless skin resembled polished alabaster, and her silver hair gleamed brilliantly in the dim twilight of the jungle. Graceful and breathtakingly beautiful, she wielded an incandescent sword.

    Landing on the shoulder of the ghastly golem, she delivered a powerful blow, severing its damaged neck. The headless abomination continued to resist, but the strange pair—the fearsome demon of darkness and the beautiful spirit of light—cooperated seamlessly, swiftly bringing it down.

    The diamond cleaver shattered, the stone carapace crumbled, and the mummified corpse within turned to ash. The creature lay dead before the falling tree collapsed, causing the ancient ruin to quake. Nephis, unscathed, inhaled slowly.

    Despite being wounded, the Lord of Shadows repaired his towering body. Most importantly, they reached the two Sleepers in time. Turning around, she approached the remains of the giant tree, where two ashen-faced teenagers stared up at her with wide eyes.
    Both were girls, their faces smeared with ash and dirt. One of them seemed to maintain a shred of composure, holding the other tightly. The other girl didn’t look too good and appeared to be slowly falling unconscious.

    The first Sleeper opened her mouth and said, stuttering, “You’re… y-you’re… Changing Star?”

    Nephis smiled, making an effort to calm the girl. That calming smile was not natural to her, but she had practiced her communication skills diligently. After all, she was both a leader and a public figure now. Knowing how to make the right impression was one of the skills she had mastered despite not having an innate talent for it.

    “Yes. I am Saint Nephis of the Immortal Flame clan. This is Saint Shadow… of no clan. We are here to bring you two to safety.”

    The young girl lingered for a few moments, looking at her with a complicated expression. That expression was not what Nephis had expected. ‘Is she… wary of me?’

    Eventually, the girl nodded and said in a tone that was meant to be steady but betrayed a slight tremor, “I am… Tamar of the Sorrow clan.”

    Nephis hesitated for a moment. Sorrow was a vassal clan of Song. So… this girl was technically her enemy. It was indeed a bit awkward.
    The Lord of Shadows stared at her, curious to see her reaction. His demonic shell had almost entirely repaired itself. Nephis, the elf, jumped down into the shallow pit, placing her sword aside. She looked at the second teenager, then turned back to young Tamar.

    “What is wrong with your friend?” Nephis inquired.

    The girl glanced at her black sword and tightened her grip on the other Sleeper. “Some… kind of infection. She scraped her hand on a vine.”

    Nephis nodded, kneeling near the unconscious Sleeper with concern. “He is safe and sound. You don’t have to worry.”

    The three must have bonded during their harrowing time in Godgrave. Before that, they had probably spent a lot of time together at the Academy. It wasn’t strange for them to care about each other; in fact, Nephis was the odd one out, having formed no bonds at the Academy. There had been a reason for that—she did not know which of the fellow Sleepers had been sent to kill her at the time. Cassie had her circumstances too. Still, these girls reminded her of the two of them. Granted, there had been no third member to their small cohort on the Forgotten Shore… there had been no…
    A moment later, Nephis shook her head lightly, having lost her train of thought. Concerned for the unconscious girl, she gently placed her hand on her gaunt body and frowned. The girl’s skin was as hot as a furnace, and her pulse was weak—she wasn’t just infected; she was dying.

    Nephis lingered for a moment, then glanced at Tamar. She forced herself to smile again. “You are safe now. The worst part is almost over. Fear not, for we are here. And we will get you and your friend out, no matter what.”

    The young girl stared at Nephis for a few moments, then took a trembling breath and nodded. Her eyes glistened with moisture, but she gritted her teeth and held the tears back. “Thank you… thank you, Lady Changing Star.”

    Nephis nodded and turned away, secretly gritting her teeth. Then, she activated her Dormant Ability and endured the blinding pain, sending a wave of healing flame into the second Sleeper’s body. The infection was persistent and had spread to the girl’s heart. Nevertheless, it was burned away by the purity of soul flame, leaving no trace behind. It just took a little longer than Nephis had expected. She healed most of the damage dealt to the body of the unfortunate Sleeper as well.

    The shadows around her stirred, betraying her companion’s restlessness. The Lord of Shadows spoke from above: “They’re drawing close.”

    At the sound of her voice, Tamar flinched and looked at Nephis, trying to hide her fear. “This is… this is Godgrave, isn’t it? Can we really escape?”
    Nephis dismissed her flames and took a deep breath. “Of course. I promised, didn’t I?”

    The young girl stared at her for a few moments, then nodded gravely. “I’ll… trust in you, Lady Changing Star. I’ll strive to survive, no matter what.” Her voice sounded resolute.

    Nephis’s smile faltered for a moment. “Good. Strive well.”

    While saying that, she could already feel it—a spark of longing igniting in the soul of young Tamar, then turning into a gentle flame. Connecting the two of them together and making her a tentative part of Nephis’s nascent, unrealized, almost non-existent Domain.
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    pColada
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    Chapter 1677: Spark of Longing


    A towering golem made from crumbling
    stone, its cracked body overgrown with red
    moss, raised a hand. There was a corpse
    entombed within it. The soldier of an
    annihilated civilization had perished
    thousands of years ago, but their sorcerous
    armor still lived, infected by an abhorrent
    corruption.

    The creature, an Asura of Condemnation,
    was holding a diamond cleaver in its hand.
    When the cleaver rose, the world seemed to
    tremble in fear. When the cleaver fell, reality
    itself seemed to split apart.

    A giant tree, its adamantine bark hard
    enough to resist the end of days, was cut
    down in one slash and toppled slowly. The
    wind raised by its fall fanned the flames that
    had been spreading through the jungle, and
    bitter smoke permeated the air.

    The tree had been dead for countless years,
    and its heart had long rotted away. There
    was a cave-like hollow between its roots,
    which was now revealed.

    Two terrified Sleepers had been hiding in
    that hollow, and were now hugging each
    other as they looked at the sinister
    abominations in horror..

    The diamond cleaver rose again, spelling
    their doom.

    ...Before it could fall down to reap their lives,
    however, an equally menacing fiend
    appeared from the darkness, crashing into
    the great golem with a ferocious growl. It
    had sharp claws, twisting horns, and a long
    tale, its bestial body encased in a fearsome
    onyx carapace. The darkness itself moved,
    shrouding it like a mantle.

    And a moment later...

    The eyes of the two Sleepers widened.

    A beautiful young woman wearing a
    fluttering white tunic fell from above,
    surrounded by pure light. Her skin was fair
    and flawless, like polished alabaster, and
    her silver hair shone brilliantly in the dim
    twilight of the jungle. Her figure was slender
    and graceful, and her beauty... was
    breathtaking.

    She held an incandescent sword in her
    hands.

    Landing on the shoulder of the ghastly
    golem, she delivered a terrible blow and
    severed its damaged neck.

    The headless abomination continued to
    resist furiously even after being decapitated,
    but the strange pair - the fearsome demon
    of darkness and the beautiful spirit of light
    - cooperated seamlessly, swiftly bringing it
    down.

    The diamond cleaver shattered and fell
    apart. The stone carapace crumbled. The
    mummified corpse that had been entombed
    within it turned to ash.

    The creature was dead before the falling
    tree collapsed to the ground, making the
    ancient ruin quake.

    Nephis jumped off its corpse and inhaled
    slowly.

    The Lord of Shadows had been wounded in
    that last clash, but his towering body was
    already repairing itself. She was
    unscathed... for now.

    Most importantly, they made it to the two
    Sleepers in time.

    Turning around, she walked to the remains
    of the giant tree and looked into the hollow
    space between its roots, where two ashen-
    faced teenagers were staring up at her with
    wide eyes.

    Both were girls, their faces smeared with
    ash and dirt. One of them seemed to
    maintain a shred of composure, holding the
    other tightly. The other girl... didn't look too
    good, and seemed to be slowly falling
    unconscious.

    The first Sleeper opened her mouth and
    said, stuttering:

    "You're... y-you're... Changing Star?"

    Nephis smiled in an effort to calm the girl.
    That calming smile was not natural to her,
    but she had practiced her communication
    skills diligently. After all, she was both a
    leader and a public figure now... knowing
    how to make the right impression was one
    of the skills she had to master, and had mastered despite not having an innate
    talent for it.

    "Yes. I am Saint Nephis of the Immortal Flame clan. This is Saint Shadow... of no clan. We are here to bring you two to safety."

    The young girl lingered for a few moments, looking at her with a complicated expression.

    That expression was not what Nephis had expected.

    'Is she... wary of me?'

    Eventually, the girl nodded and said in a tone
    that was meant to be steady, but betrayed a
    slight tremor:

    "I am... Tamar of the Sorrow clan."

    'Ah...'

    Nephis lingered for a moment.

    Sorrow was a vassal clan of Song. So... this
    girl was technically her enemy.

    It was indeed a bit awkward.

    The Lord of Shadows stared at her, as if
    curious to see what she would do. His
    demonic shell had almost entirely repaired itself already.

    Nephis jumped down into the shallow pit,
    put her sword down, and looked at the
    second teenager. Then, she turned back to young Tamar.

    "What is wrong with your friend?"

    The girl glanced at her black sword, then
    gripped the other Sleeper tighter.

    "Some... kind of infection. She scraped her
    hand on a vine...

    Then, her eyes trembled slightly.

    "Wait, did... did Ray find you, my lady? Is he
    alive?"

    Nephis nodded and kneeled near the
    unconscious Sleeper, looking at her with
    concern.

    "He is safe and sound. You don't have to
    worry."

    The three must have bonded during their
    harrowing time in Godgrave. Before that,
    they had probably spent a lot of time
    together at the Academy. It wasn't strange
    for them to care about each other... in fact, Nephis was the strange one, having formed
    no bonds at the Academy.

    There had been a reason for that, of course.
    She did not know which of the fellow
    Sleepers had been sent to kill her, at the
    time... Cassie had had her circumstances,
    too. Still, these girls reminded her of the two
    of them.

    Granted, there had been no third member to
    their small cohort on the Forgotten Shore...
    there had been no...

    A moment later, Nephis shook her head
    lightly, having lost her train of thought.

    Concerned for the unconscious girl, she
    gently placed her hand on her gaunt body
    and frowned. The girl's skin was as hot as a
    furnace, and her pulse was weak... she
    wasn't just infected. She was dying.
    Nephis lingered for a moment, and then
    glanced at Tamar. She forced herself to
    smile again.

    "...You are safe now. The worst part is
    almost over. Fear not, for we are here. And
    we will get you and your friend out, no
    matter what."

    The young girl stared at Nephis for a few
    moments, then took a trembling breath and
    nodded. Then, she suddenly slumped, as if finally allowing her exhausted body to collapse. Her eyes glistened with moisture,
    but she gritted her teeth and held the tears
    back.

    "Thank you... thank you. Lady Changing
    Star."

    Nephis nodded and turned away, secretly
    gritting her teeth.

    Then, she activated her Dormant Ability and
    endured the blinding pain, sending a wave
    of healing flame into the second Sleepers
    body.

    The infection was persistent, and had
    spread to the girl's heart. Nevertheless, it
    was burned away by the purity of soul flame,
    leaving no trace behind. It just took a little
    longer than Nephis had expected. She
    healed most of the damage dealt to the
    body of the unfortunate Sleeper, as well.

    The shadows around her stirred, betraying
    her companion's restlessness.

    The Lord of Shadows spoke from above:

    "They're drawing close."

    At the sound of her voice, Tamar flinched
    and looked at Nephis, trying to hide her fear:

    "This is... this is Godgrave, isn't it? Can we
    really escape?"

    Nephis dismissed her flames and took a
    deep breath.

    "Of course. I promised, didn't I?"

    The young girl stared at her for a few
    moments, then nodded gravely.

    "I'll... trust in you, Lady Changing Star. Ti
    strive to survive, no matter what."

    Her voice sounded resolute.

    Neph's smile faltered for a moment.

    "...Good. Strive well."

    While saying that, she could already feel it...

    A spark of longing igniting in the soul of young Tamar, and then turning into a gentle flame.

    Connecting the two of them together, and making her a tentative part of Neph's nascent, unrealized, almost non-existent Domain.

    One chapter today, three tomorrow.
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      Lrb
      Lrb
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      Os domínios nascerão
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    ArMiks
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    Here is the beloved and most hated:

    One today, three tomorrow
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      DanielPlay
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      There's been a lot of this recently.
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        ArMiks
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        The lord does love keeping his subjects in suspense
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          ArMiks
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          I swear these titles make the mind wander a bit too much
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    Yog-sothsoth
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    I suppose Nephis is a slave of Nephis too, in a way.
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    Guru
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    The stone armor of the asura held, but was softened by the terrible heat.
    logically if they from Sun god world the last thing their armors should be susceptible to is heat
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      AlactrusAsmageddon
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      Well its Nephis they were fighting. An Unholy wouldn't last much longer.
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        Dummybaron
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        Tf are you on, Unholy Creature can kill Neph in microsecond
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          AlactrusAsmageddon
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          Sarcasm nigga. It was me being Sarcastic.
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        SrgtLock
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        That is correct, a fight with an unholy would last only a second. Nephis and golem would both disintegrate in .02 seconds leaving .58 seconds for the ashes to blow away.
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          Turnc4406
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          Are seconds divisible by 60? And if they are, would it be .02 seconds and .58 seconds, or .0333 seconds and .9667 seconds?
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            Lrb
            Lrb
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            Pode até ser um dízima
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            Slayer0710
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            Do whatever you will with this info,
            1 second=1000 Milliseconds
            1 second=1 billion nanoseconds
            1 millisecond=1 million nanoseconds
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            SrgtLock
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            I don’t really know, but at least the point went across correctly.
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    Dheeraj singh
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    Because otherwise, I wouldn't be me!»

    Well said bossgif
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