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Chapter 1766: Busy body.

Sunny returned to the Brilliant Emporium as the sun was rising above the eastern horizon. If someone had seen him coming back home at the break of dawn, they would have probably assumed that he had spent the night elsewhere… and with someone else, engaging in revelry.

Of course, being mistaken for a philanderer would have been the least of his problems — many people already considered him a lecher, anyway. It was better to be seen as a profligate than as someone who had a habit of sneaking into the forbidden parts of the royal castle at night.

«Now, wait… what does it sound so wrong?»

In any case, his goodbyes with Cassie had felt a little hurried. She had seemed to be a little dazed and a little rattled, acting strangely around him… well, it was not surprising. Sunny doubted that she had expected him to dump two years worth of memories into her head in the span of a few hours.

But he had no other choice… initially, Sunny had wanted to share his memories with Cassie little by little. But the war was approaching faster than he had expected, and so, he needed her to trust him sooner.

Cassie was smart. With what she had shown her this time, she would be able to figure out many things. Most importantly, she would understand that he had been a companion to her and Nephis for a very, very long time.

Even if their relationship had been turbulent and rocky for most of that time…

Knowing that, she would lower her guard around him more. She would also advise Nephis to trust him better.

Well, and…

The things Sunny, as the humble shopkeeper, might do in the future would not look as outrageous. Which wasn't to say that he was planning on doing something outrageous, of course! But he had also not planned on participating in scandalous duels and being publicly embraced by Nephis because of a candy wrapper, so…

Things just sort of happened when Sunny was around her. He could put a leash on his emotions and control himself better, but… he didn't want to.

«Ah, so many things to do

Entering the Brilliant Emporium, Sunny yawned, stumbled sleepily to his bed — the very same bed he had taken from the hidden chamber of the ruined cathedral — fell on it, and closed his eyes blissfully.

At the same time, his avatar in the basement of the Marvelous Mimic looked up in disbelief.

«No way.»

They had so many things to do, and the original body decided to just go to sleep?!

Sunny couldn't believe himself.

Shaking his head, he sighed and continued pouring over his notes.

There was indeed a lot to do.

He was preparing Memories for Rain, developing a design of the soul sword for Nephis… oh, and by the way, today was the day they were supposed to go on an outing to feed the rumors.

As if he was not suffering enough from the rumors already…

Despite that, Sunny was looking forward to their date. Even if it was a fake one.

Before that, however…

He still had to work on the design of the sword.

Creating a soulbound weapon was a vexing task.

There were three parts to it, each presenting its own set of problems.

The first problem was perhaps the simplest to solve, which was not to say the easiest. It was the forging of the sword.

To forge a good sword, Sunny needed good materials. Usually, he would have just gone with the most potent ones at his disposal — those harvested from Great abominations would be ideal. He also needed a set of powerful soul shards, but there were plenty of those.

Of course, the higher the Rank of the material, the harder it was to process it. That was why Sunny did not seriously consider using materials harvested from Cursed beings… even if he managed to get something like that, his own power was insufficient to forge it.

Regardless, the situation was entirely different this time around.

What he wanted to create was a soulbound weapon, so there was no point in making its Rank higher than Nephis' own. Actually, it was impossible since she was a Saint, the sword would inevitably become a Transcendent one. Therefore, using stronger materials would only waste them.

Whatever material Sunny did use would be refined into a greater version of itself by the flames of Changing Star's soul as he walked the path of Ascension. Really, there was no one better suited to wield a soulbound weapon than her since its power would depend on the power of her soul, and her soul was bolstered by the radiant lineage of Sun God.

So, what Sunny needed was not the strongest material. What he needed was the material with the highest affinity to Nephis and her Aspect. Her weapons and armor had a tendency to melt when she went all out so, he needed something that would never melt. Something that would channel her immolating power to the fullest extent, as well.

Sunny was pretty sure that he already had the main ingredient at hand.

He looked at a certain spot in the material storage of the Brilliant Emporium. Just by looking there, Sunny felt cold.

What he was staring at… were the shards of the mystical ice that had once been the heart of the Winter Beast. It seemed a little odd, using ice to channel fire but Sunny believed that there was no better material for Nephis' sword.

The only point he was still considering had to do with purity. Was it better to simply use the mystical ice, or create an alloy on its base? A lot of experimentation was needed to answer that question. He had been experimenting for a while now, and would continue to do so for some time.

The second problem he had to solve was the soul binding. That one… was truly vexing. Sunny remembered the weave of the Mantle of the Underworld well, and had come a long way in learning its secrets. He had reached a point where he could theoretically recreate most of its enchantments… except for the one he needed to master the most, the [Prince of the Underworld].

That one had been simply too odd. Back then, in order to fulfill its requirements, Sunny had had to defeat thousands of opponents. The strangest part was that he had not needed to kill them… just defeat them. How did that work? How could a weapon grow stronger from such an abstract thing? There were no soul fragments involved, no absorption of essence.

Was the counter of the [Prince of the Underworld] the means of soul binding, or simply a restriction placed on the onyx armor by its creator? Sunny wasn't sure. All he knew was that once he had filled it, a new enchantment of the Mantle was unlocked the [Soulbound Relic].

Activating that enchantment had turned the Mantle of the Underworld from a Memory to an Attribute.

Could he simply recreate the [Soulbound Relic] enchantment? Or was fulfilling the demands of the [Prince of the Underworld] enchantment an integral part of the process?

Recreating either of the enchantments was a titanic task, and Sunny wasn't even sure that what he wanted to achieve would happen on the first try. Once again, more experimentation was needed.

It was to the point that he was considering temporarily manifesting more avatars to keep working on all these tasks.

The third problem, meanwhile, was not as elaborate, but also the most expansive of the three.

It was deciding on what other enchantments he wanted to include, and constructing the map of the weave according to the selection.

Sunny had a lot to select from.

Firstly, he was determined to finally accomplish something that he had been trying to do for a long time recreate the [Unseen] enchantment of the Moonlight Shard, which allowed the ghostly stiletto to appear instantly in his hand, without any delay between the summoning and the manifestation.

There would need to be an enchantment that augmented the resilience and lethality of the soul blade, as well.

Beyond that, however…

There was too much to choose from.

The [Shapeshifter], [Light Eater], and [Ghost Blade] enchantments of the Cruel Sight. The [Death Dealer] enchantment of Morgan's Warbow. The [Burning Heart] and [Cold Steel] enchantments of the Patient Avenger… and so much more.

Worse still, Sunny felt that simply recreating past enchantments was not enough for the soulbound sword he was going to forge for Nephis. That sword would be a watershed moment in his development as a sorcerer, without a doubt, as well as the mold for the future Memories Sunny would craft for himself.

So, wouldn't it only be suitable for him to fully take a step forward and design unique enchantments of his own?

There was a lot to consider.

…It was a little premature to be considering these things, however, because Sunny had not been coy when he made the deal with Nephis. He really needed to learn how she fought these days to be able to tailor a perfect weapon for her. He had to observe her battle art her true battle art, not the facsimile she had designed to fool the members of the Great Clan Valor.

And there was so little time left before the war.

Suddenly somber, Sunny looked around the Brilliant Emporium.

The Sword Domain had barely had four years of peace after the disastrous Chain of Nightmares. People were just starting to settle into their new lives, working together to help their kingdom develop… but soon, everything would descend into chaos once again.

What would happen to his shop then?

Would he even be able to keep it open? The restaurant side of the business would suffer the most, no doubt. With a war going on, people would not be in the mood to enjoy delicacies, and neither would they have spare coins to spend. Getting supplies would become a problem, and small private establishments like his would certainly be at the end of the line.

The Memory Boutique would not fare well, either.

Sunny sighed.

«Well, the war has not started yet. There's still time.»

And speaking of time…

He opened his eyes and reluctantly rolled out of bed.

Sunny had not quite gotten his beauty sleep yet, but there was no time to waste. He had to get ready.

The morning was in full swing, which meant that Nephis would be arriving soon.

It was time for their date.

Fake date.»

So what? He was excited.

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    Bastard Son of Fate
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    Some of my favorite chapters, his dates with nephis
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    Player001
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    Sunny having split personalities
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      Alfametadol
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      учитывая сколько у него тел в доступе, это далеко не раздвоение...
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    Tanistanthalas
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    Sunny couldn't believe himself.

    Made me laugh
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      kollosus_na
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      Right? He can literally be beside himself in shock, after all!
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    Pro100zver25
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    1767: Restless mind.

    The first customers arrived, and the avatar got busy in the kitchen. Sunny, however, remained on the porch, enjoying the fresh air with a leisurely smile on his lips.

    The lively noises of the city filled the air like a bright melody.

    At some point, the door opened, and Aiko walked out, dressed in a smart business suit and wearing a leather messenger bag over her shoulder. The petite girl yawned, stretched her arms, and mumbled:

    «I'm off to the Castle, boss.»

    Sunny looked at her with a good-natured smile.

    «You're delivering Memories, you know. What's up with the bag?»

    Aiko stared at him with indignation.

    «What do you even know… one has to look the part to make the right impression! That's business essentials!»

    She glanced him over with suspicion.

    «And speaking of looking the part… you seem a bit different today, boss, What is that… did you style your hair?»

    Sunny blinked.

    «I did not!»

    Aiko gave him a sarcastic nod.

    «Uh-huh… sure.»

    With that, she grinned and hurried away.

    «Have fun with Princess Nephis, boss! Perform well! We're raking in real money here, so don't screw it up for us!»

    The petite girl used her Aspect to skate on the cobblestones and disappeared behind a corner in the blink of an eye. Sunny was left standing on the porch, flabbergasted.

    «What? What does she mean, “perform wel”l? I always perform well! Wait… that did not sound right…»

    Just at that moment, he felt a familiar presence Illuminate the world. Sunny did not have to look to know that Nephis was close.

    There was a rustle of feathers, and then, a slender silhouette was standing on the shore of the lake. Her wings had already disappeared, and only a beautiful halo remained, fading slowly as it contoured her figure against the tranquil water.

    Nephis was wearing white clothes, her silver hair held down by the Crown of Dawn.

    Sunny, dressed in black as usual, froze on the spot.

    «D-damn… I hope she did not hear that…»

    Noticing him, Nephis smiled lightly and walked over with easy steps.

    «Master Sunless. Are you ready?»

    He knew that she was terribly busy preparing for the war. However, she had diligently made time to keep their appointments in the past few weeks, and never seemed distracted by other issues in his company, giving him her full attention.

    Sunny had a timid hope that Nephis actually enjoyed their outings, and found shelter from the burden of her crushing responsibilities in the time the two of them spent together — no matter how fleeting it was. He was quite pleasant to be around, after all… at least he tried to be, for her.

    Of course, it was far more likely that Nephis simply treated their meetings as part of the war preparations. There was a purpose to them Sunny was a hired sorcerer who had to forge her a superb sword, after all. So, the diligence she treated him with was the same she afforded her other responsibilities, no more and no less.

    Even though he would never admit it, the latter possibility made him upset.

    «Master Sunless?»

    Sunny lingered for a moment, then offered her a pleasant smile.

    «Yes, I am ready.»

    He offered her his arm, and when she wrapped her own around it, picked up the picnic basket.

    He had prepared the food inside himself. He had also bought the pienic basket specifically for the occasion, since nothing in the Brilliant Emporium felt nice enough.

    The two of them walked together. Nephis was calm, while Sunny was pretending to be nonchalant. They made for quite a stunning pair, and passerby stared at them with wide eyes… but he did not care. Rather, he enjoyed their stares.

    «There, there. Look more!»

    «You seem to be in a good mood.»

    Hearing Neph's remark, Sunny realized that there was a wide smile on his lips. He lowered his gaze in embarrassment.

    «Ah… yes. Today seems like a pretty good day. Don't you think so, Lady Nephis?»

    She studied his face for a few moments, then smiled slightly and looked away.

    «Yes, I have to agree. It does seem like that.»

    They walked a short distance away and reached a newly built martial hall. Bastion was full of Awakened warriors, and not all of them had a Legacy clan sponsoring them — so, they needed a place to practice and hone their skills, as well as experienced instructors to guide them.

    For an independent Master, opening a martial school was a good way to earn some coin — most seasoned Ascended were busy protecting the human enclaves and subjugating the wilderness of the Dream Realm, so there was always a shortage of good instructors.

    Usually, the status of a Master was enough to create a sufficient reputation for a martial school. On any day, there would be a dozen or more warriors practicing Inside under the observation of the owner and his Awakened helpers.

    But today, the martial hall was entirely empty. Nephis had reserved the whole building, displacing even the founder… their outing had to be public, but what they were about to do had to be kept away from prying eyes at the same time.

    Walking inside, she nodded at Sunny and said evenly:

    «Get comfortable, Master Sunless. I'll be with you shortly.»

    Sunny nodded and went to the courtyard of the martial hall, which was fashioned into a sand arena. Sitting down on the spectator bench, he put the picnic basket down and looked at the sky.

    «It's indeed a nice day…»

    Soon, having changed into a set of training clothes… which looked quite flattering on her despite not being designed for that purpose… Nephis walked into the arena. Picking up an alloy sword from the stand, she swung it a couple of times, nodded in satisfaction, and looked at Sunny.

    «I… I'll begin, then.»

    He nodded.

    «I'll be watching.»

    Nephis lingered for a few moments, then looked away and coughed.

    «…Watch well.»

    With that, she began a set of training exercises. Although slow and weak by Transcendent measures, they were nevertheless full of powerful intent. It was as though Nephis was performing a sword dance, fighting a duel against her shadow.

    For a moment, the image of her dancing with the sword fused with his memories of the Black Island, where the two of them had spent a blissful month during the Third Nightmare. Sunny had been mesmerized by her practicing swordsmanship back then, as well.

    Her technique had changed tremendously since the Nighthmare, though. It was still flowing, versatile, and unpredictable, but had become both different and much more… complete.

    What Nephis was showing him today was her true battle art one that she kept hidden from everyone else. There was no enemy for he to fight and no environment for her to unleash her Aspect, but Sunny could still infer many things from watching these simple katas.

    There was one problem, though…

    He was having trouble concentrating on the movements of her sword.

    Instead, his eyes could not help but follow the movements of her body.

    Its graceful lines, contoured by the light fabric of the training suit. The smoothness of her steps, the supple beauty of her form. The heads of sweat glistening on her alabaster skin…

    «Ah, I'm in trouble.»

    Sunny used all of his self-control to keep his face neutral. He was under terrible strain!

    Worst of all… best of all… the day was still young. There were many hours ahead of them.

    He took a shaky breath.

    «…I'm not going to get a nosebleed, am I?»
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      Pro100zver25
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      1768: Swordsmanship enthusiast.

      Nephis concentrated on her sword, guiding it with effortless ease. The movements she performed were not particularly fast or taxing… and yet, her body was under tremendous strain, beads of sweat forming on her fair skin. Her breathing was controlled, but heavy.

      That was because she had to infuse her swordsmanship with sincere intent. Without the intent, her display would be meaningless — she would fail to show the essence of her technique to the young enchanter, and he would not be able to forge a suitable blade.

      She was straining herself… but, at the same time, she was enjoying herself.

      That was because she did not need to think about anything else but the sword in these rare moments of peace. Meeting Master Sunless was not entirely without purpose, but compared to the rest of her endless errands and obligations, it was a respite.

      Nephis had always been driven, and never allowed herself to get distracted from the goal. But that was not because she never wanted to put it all aside and enjoy some rest… it was simply because she could not allow herself to do so. Falling behind meant death, and even worse than that, failure.

      With the war approaching, the pressure on her had only increased even further, It had increased tremendously. There was so much to do, so much to prepare, so much to foresee and assess and consider… and even then, there was so much uncertainty. The uncertainty of it all was the most burdensome, and even with the help of her companions, it was almost overwhelming.

      …Because their lives, too, depended on her. She had pulled them into the maelstrom of ruinous change, and it was up to her to see them safely to the shore.

      Which was why Nephis secretly enjoyed the time she spent with Master Sunless. The charming enchanter was kind, nice… and, if she was honest with herself, quite pleasing to the eye. There was nothing wrong with indulging in stealing glances at him from time to time, of course… everyone loved beautiful things, after all. She wasn't an exception.

      But his looks were not as important as the fact that he was far removed from the dreadful matters involving war, bloodshed, and boundless heartbreak. To the Sovereigns, the dead gods, and the fate of the world.

      On the rare occasions she was in his company, Nephis could allow her tired mind to relax, and concentrate only on simple things. Like wielding her sword.

      She had always loved swordsmanship, but now… as it turned out, performing it for someone to see was strangely rewarding.

      Especially because Master Sunless always watched her intently… very intently, even, never missing a single move.

      Nephis was satisfied.

      «He must really appreciate swordsmanship…»

      Who knew that the gentle enchanter had such a voracious appreciation for combat techniques?

      It felt good to be appreciated.

      [Hey, Neph.]

      Cassie's voice did not distract her from dancing with her sword. Nephis took a step forward and performed a smooth slash, then answered calmly.

      [Yes? Did something happen?]

      The response came a few moments later.

      [No, not really. It's just that… can you do me a favor?]

      Nephis spun her sword into a flowing chain of swift attacks and couldn't help but notice the enchanter's glistening onyx eyes, which followed her movements attentively.

      [Sure. What do you need?]

      Cassie hesitated for a while.

      Was her voice a little strange? Nephis felt reluctant to consider that issue. Cassie had been suffering greatly after losing her prophetic gift, and was only recently able to recover. She didn't want to see her friend fall into an unsettled state again.

      However, Cassie's next words almost made her stumble.

      [Can you… give Master Sunless a hug?]

      Nephis struggled to control her sword.

      [W-what? A-absolute not! I… I am not going to hug him! Why are you even asking me to do something like this?]

      Cassie remained silent for a bit, then sighed.

      [Well… whatever. I can't tell you. If you don't want to, don't.]

      She didn't say anything else.

      Nephis was stunned.

      «That's… that's right! I don't want to, and so I won't.»

      However…

      The thought of embracing the charming enchanter had already been planted in her mind, refusing to disappear. After all, people didn't just like looking at beautiful things…

      Like that time in the lakeshore park, when he tripped and tried to cover his clumsiness with an equally clumsy excuse.

      «Damn you, Cassie!»

      Distracted, Nephis failed to suppress her strength and put too much force into her next swing.

      The alloy training sword was not meant to be used by Saints, and so, it shattered under the terrible strain.

      Nephis stumbled.

      The tip of the blade broke off, whistling as it shot through the air with terrible speed… And struck Master Sunless, who had been slow to react, straight in the face. She flinched.

      «Oh, no!»

      Before he could even recover, Nephis was already beside him. She traversed the entire arena with a single push, appearing near the spectator seats almost instantaneously.

      The charming enchanter had barely had time to react, raising his hands to clutch at his face. Nephis kneeled beside him and raised her own, her gaze anxious.

      He was a Master, so an alloy blade would not hurt him too much… but still, still… She was very angry at herself, and concerned about him.

      «Master Sunless… please, lower your hands. Let me see.»

      Covering half of his face, he looked at her with one eye and forced out a smile.

      «…It's fine, Lady Nephis. I'm tougher than I look. You don't have to worry.»

      She gritted her teeth.

      «Still. Let me see.»

      The enchanter lingered for a while, then lowered his hands obediently,

      Nephis let out a relieved sigh.

      She was certain that she would see blood, but the alloy blade somehow failed to break skin despite its dire speed. Nevertheless, his cheek and brow were red and swollen, and there would be a serious bruise on his face before too long.

      Scowling, she took his chin with one hand and gently touched his face with the other.

      «It's fine… the bone isn't fractured. Just a bruise.»

      Nephis calmed down.

      In the next moment, however, she realized the position they were in.

      Master Sunless was sitting, while she was kneeling on the ground beside him. She was holding his face, and they were terribly close to each other.

      His onyx eyes were right in front of her, looking into hers. They were like deep pools of cool darkness.

      She could see her disheveled reflection in them.

      The young enchanter remained still, looking at her silently.

      Nephis hesitated for a few moments, then said with false calmness:

      «Don't move.»

      In the next moment, a soft radiance ignited under the skin of her hands.

      She was assaulted by the familiar agony, but at the same time, she saw a hint of relief smooth his features. The swelling subsided and disappeared altogether, leaving his skin flawless and unblemished, just as it had been before.

      It was cool, silky, and soft to the touch.

      «There. All better.»

      Nephis smiled and felt the corner of his mouth rise into a subtle smile under her fingers.

      «…Why am I still holding his face?»

      She lingered for a few moments, then lowered her hands.

      With a bit of reluctance…
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        Максим Довбняк
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        Okay, now Cassie can be forgiven. She's trying to help these lovebirds, but still not enough…
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        Uchia-Madara-Pathway
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        Just hug already !!!!!!want
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        Prince of Death
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        🦋🦋🦋🦋🤭🤭
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        Ryuk
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        These are my favourite kind of interactions in this story , and they are interesting , if its a stiry about relationships in more detail it gets boring , its not something to read in details that much ,..... For me atleast
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      junior you dare
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      Can someone teach this guy to masturbate?
      Rub one out and calm down, man.
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        Kiber
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        Ты представь ебальник Повелителя теней когда он почувствует что основное тело дрочит на девушку, когда он дерётся с ужасами)))
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          FalleNMooN
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          Это был бы настоящий бунт аватаров
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    ArMiks
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    Start spamming refresh!!
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    Precious Randel
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    Nice write up bro start a novel😅 uve got it in u

    Sth just came to my mind @dummybaron.
    Why on earth would weaver have a shadow weave,
    And we can't deny the fact that fated was the attribute that led sunny to blood wave which inturn helped him to find other weaves of Weaver.
    so does anybody find this strange that the nightmare spell will give the shadow aspects to someone who already has fated attributes which obviously has sth to do with the daemon of fate.
    And also we all know that blood weave is usually aggressive when it's comes in contacts with things that brings damage to Sunny, so why did blood wave destroy shadows legacy what would have happened if Sony had fused shadow god legacy.

    In summary my question is what is the relationship between shadow god and the demon of fate Weaver.

    Lastly are we sure that the influence of the daemons and the gods don't go past the dream realm into the waking world if not how do we explain the circumstances around sunnys birth .
    To me I'll say sunny became associated with the shadow god the moment of his birth and he became associated with Weaver on his first awakening trial.

    Hello call my theory crazy but this book is beginning to mess with my head😅😂.
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      Dummybaron
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      Weaver has [Shadow Weave] due to the nature of Shadows, to put it simply Weaver took his own Shadow and made it into piece of their Lineage, but something tells me Shadow God allowed Weaver to do so or helped him because it's hard to manipulate Shadows without Shadow God's permition. And yeah Sunny was pretty much [Fated] to find Weaver's Lineage pieces.

      God's and Daemon's influence applyes to Waking World, because Waking World is a realm created by one of the Gods. Sunny's theory is that Waking World is creation of War God, because of technology progress and because of World War that took place before Nightmare Spell, and that World War destroyed most of the World's population + environment.
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      ArMiks
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      I don't think blood weave devoured shadow's blood drop that time because it is harmful to sunny in particular. I believe it's simply too "domineering" or "arrogant" if you know what i mean. It was just the case of "two tigers can't exist in the same mountain" kind of situation. And in that instance, blood weave had the upper hand
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    BlackAngelsss
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    Quote: Guru
    Something bothered me about shadows for a while, even more now that we know they’re the hardest to destroy, so I’ve thought of something.

    if you wrote this, then you should take up writing, you have the ability
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      Guru
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      Thank you, maybe I should rewrite ss as fanfic as I see it 18
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    Guru
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    Something bothered me about shadows for a while, even more now that we know they’re the hardest to destroy, so I’ve thought of something.
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      Ether
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      Amazing welldone
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      MXSTIC
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      Wow
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      rekicchi
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      That... would make sense. He’s a Shadow Slave after all. What if he is also a slave to Shadow God?
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        Dummybaron
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        [Shadow Slave] description points out that all Shadow Slaves are originaly Shadows of Shadow God, and since he is dead, they had to find new Masters.
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    Dummybaron
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    1st I really love that Cassie pov chapters making her more human, because she is, and she puts human things over her goals. Because her human desires is the reason for her goals and thats why she thinks about Sunny as a very close friend, they both similarly hate their Fate and so they desided to fight it together.

    2nd I'm a bit concerned about Master Sunless thing, and the whole Sunny's situation in general, I don't need ability see future to see something bad coming, especially because
    I'll tell her "soon"
    story. Not now but definitely at some point.

    3rd The key for Mirror labirinth is who would have thought Mirrors, the only question is how "soon" Sunny finnaly decide to risk his life against Mirror creatures.

    Edit: Want to add few things. I wonder what Sunny's own Soulbond Relic would look like, it 100% will be a [Tool] but what kind and for what? I can see him modifying [Weaver's Needle] but what will he make for Shadow Powers?

    Also that is how I see Weaver body parts locations: A piece is lost to fantasy = Mind, a piece is lost to fear = Spirit. A piece is lost to respite = Flesh, a piece is lost to darkness = Shadow.
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