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Chapter 1787: Ack

The situation... was not good.

Ray had managed to stall the monstrous hand, hacking it to pieces with his weapons - he wielded a short sword in one hand, and an axe in the other. Rain had blinded the abomination with her arrows, and Tamar disabled two of its arms.

The problem was that the creature had just too many of them. Rain had already counted nine, and more were rising from behind the climbing monstrosity like a ghastly forest.

Worse still, it was an Awakened abomination. She had aimed at the obvious vulnerability first - the eyes - but other than that, there wasn't a lot of damage she could do. Even if her arrows pierced the tough hide of the creature, it would not harm it too much.

Tamar faced the forest of monstrous arms with grim resolve, wielding her hefty zweihander with daunting skill. She used both of her Abilities to dance between the barrage of killing blows. The young Legacy seemed like a steel whirlwind, alternating unpredictable jumps with short bursts of stunning speed. Torrents of fetid blood were released into the frigid air from her great blade.

She managed to stall and damage many limbs of the abomination, in large part due to the creature having been blinded, but could not advance to attack its body.

‘Crap

Rain dropped her bow and unsheathed her sword.

"Why are you just standing there?! Get back!"

The petrified porters were stirred by her shout and staggered away from the carnage. Miraculously, none of them was dead yet.

The abominable claws rained down in pursuit of the elusive Legacy girl, sending pieces of stone flying. A net of cracks spread on the ground from each missed blow, viscous blood spilling into the narrow fissures.

Rain dashed forward and supported Awakened Ray, who had managed to sever two of the hideous hand's fingers, but almost got pierced by the long claw of the third.

They were in a stalemate, and that stalemate wasn't in their favor. The creature was continuing to climb up from the canyon, and once it crawled onto the plain, whatever resistance Tamar was able to offer would be overwhelmed.

So, someone had to reach the abomination and deal it a mortal wound. Rain would have gone herself, but she was mundane - her tachi would not be able to slay the giant.

Ray, on the other hand, was Awakened, and wielded enchanted weapons, Better yet, he could become imperceptible, So, with come luck, his blade would reach the creature's neck without being blocked by the countless claws.

"Go! I'll finish this thing off!"

The young man glanced at her with wide eyes, hesitated for a split second, then nodded and disengaged. He must have thought the same, A moment later, Ray was gone.

Literally.

He Activated his Awakened Ability and dissolved into the air. There was no sound, no smell, no... anything. It was as if he had never existed at all.

Rain brandished her tachi, deflected a terrifying claw, and then kicked the severed hand with all her might.

The hand was the size of an adult human, and weighed quite a lot. Still, Rain's kick sent it rolling backward.

With two fingers missing, it had turned rather clumsy. The bizarre thing was still trying to turn itself over when she dashed forward, turned her sword, and thrust it down, using all of her own weight to make the strike more powerful.

The tachi pierced the monstrous palm, slid between the bones, and nailed the severed hand to the ground.

It was a mundane blade, so an Awakened abomination could easily snap it. However, even an abomination would have to follow common reason to achieve that - it would need proper grip and support, at least, ideally good leverage. Laying on the ground, impaled through the center, the monstrous hand had none of those So, it just struggled fiercely, unable to free itself for now.

Rain staggered back, then looked up to evaluate the situation.

Tamar had managed to sever several more arms, but was hopelessly stuck in the avalanche of monstrous limbs. Blinded, the creature flailed them with no sense or reason, making a mess of the plain.

Ray would be having trouble closing in, as well he might have been invisible, but the space between the survey team and the massive body of the climbing abomination was full of stone shards and deadly claws. Ray was still a corporeal being, so making way through the carnage was not going to be easy.

On the opposite side of the canyon, Fleur had climbed the ropes and was now standing on the edge, shouting something as she summoned her Memories.

Rain couldn't quite hear what the pretty healer was shouting, but she managed to read her lips.

"...Tyrant! It's a Tyrant!"

'Damn.'

Rain had never faced an Awakened Tyrant before. Nor had she ever wished to.

As she faltered for a moment, shaken by the revelation, a blurred silhouette shot over the chasm.

Then, the Echo of the glant wolf landed on the Tyrant's back, tearing at its shoulders with sharp claws and sinking vicious fangs into its neck.

That damned thing finally made it across the canyon.

Tamar's Echo seemed like a Fallen Beast or Monster, at best... It wasn't quite powerful enough to destroy an Awakened Tyrant outright.

However...

It was very large. And it weighed a lot.

The abomination was still trying to climb out of the chasm, hanging awkwardly with half of its massive torso towering above the edge. When the monstrous wolf landed on its back, the wolf's weight was added to the Tyrant's own, pulling it into the deep abyss.

It swayed back precariously.

A frenzied shriek escaped from the creature's maw, and it flailed its arms in the air. It was still holding onto the edge with two hands, but now, more of them scratched the stone with their claws, leaving deep grooves in it.

The Tyrant's fall was arrested.

With so many hands trying to keep the abomination from falling, Tamar received a bit of breathing room.

Without wasting even a split second, she dashed forward.

"Ray! The hands!"

Her zweihander drew a beautiful are in the air, then fell down like the blade of an enormous guillotine. It severed the fingers of one of the two main hands the Tyrant was using for support.

At the same time, the fingers on the other hand were suddenly torn apart, and a vague silhouette of a young man revealed itself in the air. He was hacking at the fingers with his weapons, aiming to damage the joints between the phalanxes.

Rain used her leg to throw her bow into the air, caught it, and nocked an arrow on the string in one fluid motion. A moment later, the arrow pierced into the deep wound dealt by Ray, disabling one of the fingers.

With both of the main support hands damaged, the rest could not hold the weight of the Tyrant anymore. When the Echo jerked its head and pulled the abomination back with all its weight, the ghastly creature finally slid off the edge and disappeared into the depths of the canyon with a deafening howl.

Rain trembled and lowered her hands.

'D-damn... that was intense!'

She exhaled slowly, then glanced at the porters.

Everyone was in one piece. The survey specialists were all fine, as well.

Which was... more than a little unexpected.

'Did my teacher protect them secretly?’

Rain suspected that he did. Especially because the dead pilgrim was suspiciously missing.

Had the dead man been swept into the canyon in all the mayhem, or had her teacher pushed him Into the chasm while no one was looking?

She would have to ask him later...

But it was too early to relax, still.

Picking up her quiver, Rain lamented the loss of several arrows, then circled around the pinned hand of the Tyrant and approached the edge of the chasm.

She stopped near Ray and Tamar. All three of them looked down.

The depths of the canyon were shrouded in darkness, and it was impossible to say how far down its bottom was.

Ray swept his hair back nervously and looked at them.

"Do you think it's dead?"

Tamar lingered for a moment, then pursed her lips and hesitantly shook her head.

"I haven't heard anything from the Spell."

Turning back, she glanced at the severed hand that Rain pinned to the ground with her sword.

"Go finish that thing off, Ray. It should be the Tyrant's minion... what a bizarre creature, by the dead gods."

Who had countless hands instead of proper minions?

Ray sighed, then readied his weapons and headed away from the edge.

A storm of sparks rose around the Legacy girl, and then, the wolf Echo manifested itself behind her. There was no need to let it be damaged by the fall - she had simply dismissed it, then summoned it back.

Finally, Tamar turned to Rain and studied her for a moment.

Then, she scowled.

"You..."

However, before she could finish the sentence, chilling wail resounded from the depths of the canyon, reverberating across the plain. It was like the world itself was weeping.

The flood was coming.

It was impossible to hear her voice now, this close to the chasm.

...It was also impossible to discern what Fleur was shouting.

Rain stared across the canyon in confusion. The Awakened healer was jumping and waving her hands in the air, pointing at them with a desperate expression on her lovely face,

"...ack!...ope... ing... all!...ack!"

Rain could barely hear anything because of the wailing.

'Ack? What is trying to... pack? Attack? Crack?’

Back?

Suddenly, he eyes widened.

Rain looked at Tamar in panic, but it was already too late.

The edge of the canyon... had been damaged severely by the barrage of blows dealt to it by the Tyrant. The weathered stone was broken and cracked.

And just then, it finally crumbled.

Before Rain could do anything, the entire side of the canyon suddenly moved, and then collapsed, falling into the wailing darkness.

And the two of them were pulled down with it, plummeting into the bottomless chasm alongside countless tons of broken stone.

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    GridDokja
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    Can sunny modify echos? Imgine saint summon and unsumon with weave of stiletto yeah
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    Dadadai Shukosha
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    Rain is getting closer to awakening every day
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    A Hedgehog
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    The cohort, the Shadow Lord, and the sorcerer Sunny were sitting around a table.
    At one point, Sunny looked deeply into Neph's eyes, and said:
    'Lady Nephis I have to tell you something very important.'

    Nephis looked him.

    'Me and Shadow are twin brothers'

    And at the same time, the mysterious saint took off his mask.
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      "Nephis, I am your fa... I am Lord Shadow's twin brother"

      Somewhere far away, Cassie dropped her bag of popcorn oru2x
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    Chapter 1788: Weeping Canyon


    Life was like that.

    You could train your body tirelessly to turn it into a tenacious, resilient tool. You could practice swordsmanship and archery until your hands bled, temper your observation skills and analytical thinking, and test yourself against countless opponents in real combat to turn shallow knowledge into deeply rooted experience.

    And then, you can still die because of nothing but bad luck.

    Rain felt resentful as she plummeted into a bottomless abyss, surrounded by an avalanche of shattered stone.

    But no, that was not true... her current predicament was not due to misfortune. She was at fault. It was her who had not been cautious enough, perceptive enough, and smart enough. All the signs had been there — the cracks in the stone, the weathered state of the canyon walls, the devastating power of the Tyrant's blows. She should have put two and two together.

    She should have done better.

    So, Rain had no one to blame but herself.

    Still... still!

    She was indignant.

    To die like that, it was really unfair!

    All these thoughts flashed through her mind in the span of a moment. Then, she gritted her teeth and tried to think of a way to survive.

    First things first... the fall itself would not kill her just yet. The bottom of the canyon was far away, and she could survive bouncing off its walls once or twice. The most pressing threat were the falling boulders — they were massive and heavy enough to turn Rain into a pancake, or at least smash her skull open.

    Raising her arms, she tried to shield her head. A moment later, something slammed into her forearms, and she felt sharp pain. Luckily, the boulder was not large enough to crush her, so her bones weren't even broken.

    The next one, though...

    Catching a glimpse of it, Rain shuddered.

    It was like a wall of rough rock was pursuing her, mere moments away from colliding with her fragile body. There was no chance to evade.

    A moment before she was crushed by the massive slab of stone, however, something strange happened. The darkness seemed to touch it lightly, and the enormous boulder shattered into a million pieces.

    Instead of being killed, Rain was simply showered by small pieces of debris.

    'Teacher...'

    Her teacher rarely helped her directly. However, it seemed that he was unwilling to let his student perish so senselessly, and interfered — just like he had interfered to keep the porters and surveyors from being ravaged by the Tyrant.

    'I take back all the bad words I've called him!'

    There was no time to feel touched, but Rain still felt a strange warmth in her heart.

    Then, she turned her head to find the only source of salvation there was, apart from her eccentric shadow companion...

    Tamar of Sorrow.

    The Legacy girl could take two steps on the air, so if anyone could help Rain survive, it was her.

    If she would even bother wasting her time to save a mundane porter, of course. It would be much easier, not to mention safer, to only worry about herself and let Rain fall to her death.

    'Where is she?'

    Everything was happening so fast, but time also seemed to slow down. Plummeting into the wailing darkness, Rain looked around feverishly and tried to catch a glimpse of Young Lady Tamar.

    But she could not see her...

    However, that was not because Tamar was nowhere to be seen. Rather, it was because Rain was looking too far.

    She did not expect that the Legacy was nearly upon her, and only realized it when something blocked her vision.

    'What...'

    Then, Rain gasped as something hard rammed into her abdomen.

    "Argh!"

    As it turned out, Tamar had been quicker to react. After regaining her bearings, she swiftly evaluated the situation, located Rain, and then used the first of her two steps to arrest her fall and launch herself to intercept the falling porter instead.

    The hard thing that had collided with Rain's abdomen, knocking the wind out of her, was the Legacy girl's shoulder. Since Tamar was clad in a suit of plate armor, her steel pauldron was not at all soft.

    Grabbing Rain around the waist, she continued to fly toward the wall of the canyon. However, another huge boulder barred their path — hissing a stifled curse, Tamar used the second step to change their direction and avoided it.

    Now, her Dormant Ability was exhausted — she would not be able to use it again before touching a solid surface with her feet.

    They flew into the darkness, falling deeper and deeper... but, at the same time, getting closer to the wall. Tamar shielded Rain from falling debris and yelled:

    "...old ...n!"

    A moment later, Rain's body was violently jerked and came to a halt.

    'Ah... crap, that hurt...'

    She opened her eyes and tried to assess the situation.

    The wailing rising from the depths of the canyon was absolutely deafening, making her ears ring. She was surrounded by darkness — the sky was like a narrow line of light far, far above.

    Tamar was hanging from the damp wall of the canyon. One of her hands was thrust into a narrow crack, while the other was still holding Rain.

    'I'll be damned.'

    They were actually alive.

    Well... for now.

    Since Tamar had technically landed on something, she could activate her Dormant Ability again. Then, like a squirrel, she could slowly make her way back to the surface while carrying Rain.

    There was a big problem, though...

    The canyon was weeping.

    Which meant that it was going to turn into a raging river at any moment.

    Rain couldn't really see well in the darkness, but she thought that she noticed a panicked look in the Legacy girl's eyes.

    Then, they were enveloped in the roar of rushing water.

    A moment later, the flood slammed into them like a concrete wall. Rain did not even have time to scream.

    Tamar's hand was violently wrenched out of the crack, and they were carried away, deeper into the canyon.

    The last thing Rain remembered was the sight of a solid surface of stone, approaching her at terrible speed.

    ***

    She was cold.

    And tired.

    Everything hurt, so Rain did not want to wake up.

    'I'll just sleep a five more minutes...'

    She could be late for class... but she could, a little bit. If she pretended to be pitiful, maybe mom would let her sleep a bit more.

    Only... wasn't her mom far away?

    And there were no classes anymore. Instead, she was... she was...

    Opening her eyes, Rain stared at the gray sky.

    Drops of rain were falling from above, cooling her face.

    She studied the sky for a bit, then flinched and sat up.

    She was laying on the solid ground, surrounded by the vast expanse of the Moonriver Plain.

    There was a small fire crackling near, with her teacher warming his pale hands over it.

    The battered figure of Tamar of Sorrow was laying on the other side of the fire. She seemed to be in a rough shape, and still unconscious.

    Rain blinked slowly.

    'We're alive.'

    That was good news.

    The bad news was that she had no idea how they had escaped the canyon, and where they were. She vaguely remembered being surrounded by soft darkness and carried by the raging current, but then... at some point, she must have passed out.

    It was hard to differentiate one part of the plain from the other, but Rain did not think that she recognized the surroundings. The members of the survey team were nowhere in sight, as well.

    Letting out a deep sigh, she turned to her teacher and asked hoarsely:

    "What happened?"

    He looked at her and smiled.

    "Well... you two fell into the river, and I fished you out."

    Rain nodded slowly.

    "How far were we carried by the current?"

    He shrugged.

    "Pretty far."

    '...It's okay.'

    Since both of them were alive, the situation could still be salvaged. They could find the survey team... maybe... and return to the main camp of the road crew. Or proceed to one of the advanced camps on their own.

    Or...

    Rain looked at her teacher and forced out a smile.

    "Teacher... you are so kind and powerful! Can't you... you know... take us back?"

    He responded with a smile of his own.

    "Oh... sure, I can!"

    However, his voice was a little sinister.

    "Look at that poor girl, Tamar... she's barely alive. It would be really kind of me to take you both back, wouldn't it? One might even say that only a heartless monster wouldn't. So I really should... ah, but I won't."

    Rain's smile grew a little forced.

    "What? Really? Come on... it won't even be that hard for you..."

    Her teacher nodded.

    "Really! If you want to get out of here alive... well, what can I say? All you need to do is Awaken. Do that, and you'll be fine."

    With that, he gave her a pleasant smile and disappeared into her shadow. A moment later, his voice resounded from the darkness:

    "Alternatively... that Lord of Shadows, he seems to know what's what. You can ask him for help!"

    Rain stared at her shadow incredulously, then took a deep breath.

    'I take back everything I took back! That... that petty bastard!’
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      Chapter 1789: Peculiar Connection


      After welcoming the Fire Keepers for a few short days, the Nameless Temple had grown silent once again.

      However, the silence was not going to last long.

      Soon enough, the dark realm that Sunny had built in the heart of Godgrave would become a hive of activity. Due to the deal he had made with Morgan, his Citadel was to be made into a secondary staging ground for the Sword Army during the war. A relatively small, but elite contingent would be stationed here, using the temple as their operation base.

      But the peace and quiet would be gone long before that.

      After all, the soldiers had to live somewhere. They needed beds, places to cook and consume food, storage space to keep a large amount of supplies, an infirmary... and so on. All of these things had to be built before the war started.

      There were so many things that went into waging a war. A military conflict between Awakened was different in many ways, but still fundamentally similar to any other war in human history - it demanded an unfathomable amount of logistical preparations.

      Sunny felt dejected.

      It had taken him a lot of effort to restore the Nameless Temple to its present state. Now, however, it would be turned into an actual Citadel - a place that existed to serve as a safe haven for the people in the Dream Realm. There would be a small army of workers coming here to perform all the laborious tasks soon.

      Which was not a bad thing.

      However, he had grown used to the peaceful silence.

      Todady, there were only two humans under the roof of the ancient temple. One of them was Sunny himself. The other was Cassie, who had arrived as the Seneschal of the Great Clan Valor to assess the state of the Citadel and collect all the necessary information to launch the construction.

      At least that was the official reason.

      Sunny had thought that Nephis would come personally. He was a little relieved that she was not here - his mind was burning in anticipation of their upcoming date, so seeing her before that would have been somewhat embarrassing.

      It was nice to see Cassie outside the context of their deal, as well.

      "...The temple itself must be off-limits to the soldiers, unless it is to use the Gateway. Of course, they can retreat inside if we are under attack, and the outer perimeter is breached. Even then, I will not allow them to venture into the inner sanctum and the underground level."

      Cassie turned her head slightly.

      "There is an underground level?"

      Sunny smiled.

      "Don't pretend you don't know. Nephis saw it, which means that you saw it, too."

      The young woman coughed in embarrassment.

      "Right... sorry. It's a habit of mind to act appropriately oblivious. Otherwise, people get uncomfortable around me."

      He spared her a long look.

      Since it was only the two of them in the temple, Sunny had dismissed Weaver's Mask. It felt strange, to walk around with a bare face as the Lord of Shadows... even if Cassie could not see his expression, only her own.

      He shook his head.

      "I doubt there is anyone in the world who knows the extent of your abilities and the depth of your foresight better than me, Cassie. So, you don't need to worry about making me feel uncomfortable."

      "There is also no one who knows me better than you, now. There is really no other person either of us can trust more!

      She smiled faintly.

      "I'll keep that in mind."

      Sunny hesitated for a few moments, then led her outside.

      "The territory around the temple is mostly cleared of Nightmare Creatures. There will be no problem building barracks and all the necessary facilities around it. My Shadows will help protect the perimeter. You should know how powerful they are... the base will be very safe, all things considered."

      She shook her head.

      "We can't rely on your... Shadows... to maintain security, Sunny. After all, you are expected to participate in the battles against Song. Who knows if their presence would be required somewhere else?"

      Sunny contemplated for a moment, then nodded.

      "You are right."

      It felt very strange, to be discussing the inevitable war... realm war... so casually. And yet, here they were.

      Studying her delicate face, he asked:

      "Who do you think stands the better chance of winning?"

      Cassie tilted her head a little.

      "It's hard to say. The Sword Domain has a stronger military. It also has better strategists. Most importantly, there are the Ivory Tower and the Nameless Temple. It is all but inevitable that the King of Swords will arrive to Godgrave before the Queen of Worms. With him here, the forces of Valor will venture into the Hollows sooner, and conquer local Citadels faster. It's hard to imagine how such an advantage won't snowball into a crushing avalanche."

      She hesitated for a moment.

      "However, the Song Domain is... unpredictable. There seems to be no reason for them to be eager to fight this war - if anything, they should be scrambling to avoid it due to how disadvantaged they are - and yet, they are as eager as the rulers of the Sword Domain. Which means that they are hiding something. Well... of course they are."

      Her expression darkened a little.

      "That encounter between you and the Skinwalker near Ravenheart. The emissaries of the House of Night were clearly in contact with Prince Mordret. Perhaps they have brokered some kind of deal behind the scenes. There are other possibilities, as well. But at the end of the day, none of it matters."

      Sunny raised an eyebrow.

      "It doesn't?"

      Cassie remained silent for a moment, then said calmly:

      "No. Because neither Song nor Valor will win the war. We will win the war."

      He laughed.

      "You say it with such conviction. However, isn't the whole thing predicated on Nephis achieving Supremacy without the help of the Spell? And there is no saying if she will, least of all if she'll do it on time, It's all a gamble.”

      Cassie faced him and smiled faintly.

      "...Sure. But so was every other step along the way. Yet, here we are. Still standing."

      She hesitated a little, then added in a quieter voice:

      "Plus, it's not entirely a gamble."

      Sunny sighed, then led her back into the temple.

      "It's not?"

      The young woman lingered with the answer. Eventually, she said in a subdued tone:

      "The six of us those who came back from the Tomb of Ariel - all have strange gaps in our memory. But my memory has been affected the most. Sorry... I haven't revealed that secret to anyone before you, Sunny, and it's not easy to admit. My memory is really... severely damaged, and I can't see the future anymore."

      She took a deep breath.

      "But there was a time when my memory was intact, and I could learn a lot about the future from my visions. That version of me must have known that there would be a war, and that Nephis would have to defeat the Sovereigns without challenging the Fourth Nightmare."

      Sunny considered her words carefully,

      "You mean..."

      Cassie nodded.

      "Yes. If that version of me did not attempt to create contingencies, it means that she saw a way to win the war. Therefore... perhaps it is not as big of a gamble as you think."

      Sunny hesitated for a while.

      He knew that Cassie had been in a fragile mental state for the past four years. Not only because of losing her ability to see glimpses of the future, but also because much of her past was shrouded by fog... after all, he had been the purpose and cornerstone of all her schemes, and her schemes were truly life-consuming.

      When he turned Fateless, a huge chunk had been ripped out of her memory, replaced by oblivion.

      So, he didn't really want to dispel her hopes. But it wasn't good to let her rely on them, either.

      He sighed.

      "Or you have never known about the future after the Tomb of Ariel at all. Because the future has always been meant to become unclear after that."

      Suddenly, there was a strange intensity on Cassie's delicate face. She faced him and kept quiet for a few long moments, struggling to contain her emotions.

      Sunny had an idea of what she was thinking about.

      "Even if I ask you, I won't remember the answers, will I?"

      He shook his head slowly.

      "You won't."

      Of course, it would be great if Sunny could fill the gaps in her memory and let Cassie feel like herself again. But he couldn't.

      Between the two of them, there was a peculiar and bitter connection. Sunny had been forgotten by the world... but Cassie had forgotten herself. He struggled to judge which one of them was more pitiful.

      Still, he wanted to console her, even if only a little.

      Sunny looked away with a sigh.

      "...Of course, that doesn't mean that you never will."

      Cassie seemed frozen by his words. She raised a hand, then lowered it again.

      "There is a way? For your existence to be restored?"

      Sunny hesitated with a dark expression on his face.

      Of course, he had been contemplating that issue for a long time.

      In the end, he had determined that there was.
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        Chapter 1790: Value of Regret


        There was a single question at the root of the problem... why had the Thieving Bird stolen his fate? Sure, the loathsome thing seemed to be obsessed with everything that concerned Weaver. But Sunny did not think that it was the only reason.

        After pondering the question for a while, he had developed a certain suspicion. He had lost the connection to the Nightmare Spell after becoming fateless, which meant that carrying the Nightmare Spell had something to do with one's fate. Perhaps fate was the medium through which the infection spread.

        In any case, the creature which now possessed his fate... would therefore possess his connection to the Nightmare Spell, as well.

        So why would the Thieving Bird want something like that?

        To answer that question, one had to realize that the creature that Sunny had met in the Nightmare was not the real Thieving Bird. The real Thieving Bird was long dead. Instead, the odious thing he had run into at the Estuary was a replica of the vile Terror created by the Spell.

        And a replica could only exist in the illusory realm of the Nightmare.

        A carrier of the Spell, however... a carrier of the Spell would be expelled back into the real world once the Nightmare was over. They would have a way to go back.

        So, Sunny had come to belleve that the real reason why the Thieving Bird wanted his fate was to become a carrier of the Nightmare Spell, and slip through the cracks of the illusory realm, finding a backdoor to reality.

        If so, that would be the greatest prison break in history... quite a suitable feat for the greatest and most vile thief to have ever lived.

        Very few creatures could find a way back into existence after having been destroyed for thousands of years, and in such an original way.

        Therefore... the creature that had stolen his fate, and was now in possession of it, was not gone. It had not been erased forever by the collapse of the Nightmare. It was somewhere out there, in the real world, liberated from its illusory prison and free to roam the world, stealing anything that had caught its fancy.

        Which meant that it could be hunted down and killed. And that he could get his fate back from it, somehow.

        Sunny was nowhere near powerful enough to risk facing a Cursed Terror, let alone a Cursed Terror that neither gods nor daemons had been able to deal with.., even the Void Beings were said to have loathed the Vile Thieving Bird, which meant that they had suffered from its mischief as well.

        The damned bird was a real menace…

        More importantly, though, he didn't know if he even wanted to get his fate back. Despite everything, he wasn't sure.

        Because there were strings attached to regaining his fate... both literally and figuratively. Some days, Sunny woke up and wanted nothing more than to be remembered. Some days, he woke up and felt that he would never give up his freedom, which he had paid for so dearly.

        But Cassie deserved to know that there was a possibility, at least.

        He sighed.

        "There is a way. However..."

        Sunny's voice turned heavy.

        "There is a price to pay if one wishes to become fateless. There is also a price to pay if one wishes to become fated. And I... am not sure if I want to pay that price."

        They reached the courtyard, where a lonesome tree stood, its leaves rustling in the darkness.

        The tree was feeling much better after being tended to by Shakti. It was doing much better, in fact, than it had in the outskirts, even though there was no sun to shine on its leaves and bathe it in warmth.

        The two of them looked at it in silence - Sunny with his own eyes, and Cassie as well.

        After a while, she asked:

        "Why did you plant this tree in vour Citadel?”

        She was thinking about another tree, perhaps, one that he had burned on the Forgotten Shore.

        It would be easy to imagine why the sinister Lord of Shadows would keep a tree like the Soul Devourer in his temple. However, this one was perfectly mundane, and did not even bear fruit.

        Sunny hesitated for a while, then looked at the base of the tree's trunk. There, three lines were carved into the bark.

        "...It's a memorial tree."

        Cassie turned to him silently.

        He smiled.

        "A long time ago, I carved two lines into it, as a grave for my parents. Later, I added a third... as a grave for myself. This is my Citadel, and this is my grave. I think it's quite fitting."

        Sunny lingered for a moment and added:

        "I've never told you about it, so maybe you'll remember."

        However, she did not. Cassie seemed distracted for a moment, and then said calmly:

        "Should we proceed to the actual discussion, then?"

        So she had known that about him, as well.

        He smiled, and summoned the shadows, manifesting them into two chairs and a table. Soon, another avatar of his arrived, carrying a tray with tea and refreshments.

        This one was the naughty shadow, and Sunny was not controlling him directly. That was why there was a subtle, but unmistakably lecherous smile on the bastard's face. He stared at the avatar with murder in his eyes, and the naughty guy hurriedly changed his expression.

        He was even extra gallant when pouring Cassie tea.

        Her face crumbled a little, and then she let out a melodious laugh.

        "Sorry... I just can't get used to that ability of yours."

        Sunny smiled.

        "That's alright. Sometimes, I feel like I'm not used to it, either. Well, and sometimes, I feel like I am actually too used to it. It's a strange thing."

        He sighed and dismissed the avatar.

        "But then again, the very idea of normalcy seems more and more distant the further on the Path of Ascension we walk. As Saints, we are already far removed from what a normal human would be... some more than others. You must be experiencing it yourself, with the volume of alien memories you experience and the number of people you perceive the world through."

        Cassie's Ascended Ability was not limited to vision. She shared all senses of her marks, so, in a way, she had experienced being young and old, strong and weak, sick and healthy, male and female. That kind of experience was not something a human would ever be privy to... and it must have changed her perception of herself, as well.

        Sunny himself was living several lives at the same time. He knew that it had changed him. His three personas were quite different from each other despite being controlled by one mind... it was as much of an adaptation to differing circumstances as a defensive mechanism. Otherwise, the lines would become blurred, and he might one day become lost.

        That was another reason why he was clinging to his secrets so desperately, feeling a strange reluctance to let go of the act.

        Sunny leaned back.

        "Sometimes I wonder what we will become, if we succeed. A Supreme being must be even further from being human. What about a Sacred being? What about a Divine one?"

        He remained silent for a while, staring at his tea with a bleak expression. Then, he said somberly:

        "There was a time when I harbored great hate against the Sovereigns. Because they were distant, because they were corrupt, because they treated human lives as currency and did nothing when people died."

        With a deep sigh, Sunny straightened his back and looked at the rustling leaves of the lonesome tree for a while.

        "And yet... haven't I spent these last few years doing nothing while people died? Such hypocrisy. Of course, I had my reason. Ultimately, it doesn't matter what a single Saint does - a pawn can struggle and strive, but the players are the ones who decide the outcome of the game. So, right now, I am biding my time to replace the morally corrupt players. It's for the greater good."

        A sad smile twisted his lips.

        "But then, I am sure that this is what the Sovereigns think, as well. That what they are doing, no matter how callous, is for the greater good.”

        Cassie remained silent for a long time, then shook her head decisively.

        "There is a big difference between us and the Sovereigns.”

        Sunny raised an eyebrow.

        "There is?"

        She nodded.

        "Yes. It is that we are ashamed of our faults, while they are not. It might sound stupid, but that matters. It matters more than you can think."

        He laughed.

        "That's it? The only difference is that when we do something distasteful, we feel regret?"

        Cassie shrugged.

        "There is no need to think in absolutes. It is a fallacy. We also don't send assassins to kill little girls, or try to unleash Nightmare Creatures in populous cities. The extent of one's willingness to do despicable things for what they perceive as greater good is also important, not just the principle. More Importantly... we are also competent, while they are not. The end only justifies the means if you actually reach the end."

        She hesitated for a moment, and then smiled.

        "Or, if you prefer... one can't make an omelette without breaking eggs, but if they break the eggs and can't even make an omelette, then they shouldn't be allowed into the kitchen. Don't you think?"

        Sunny chuckled.

        "That... sounds pretty reasonable. Thanks for levelling with me."

        He picked up the cup and took a sip of the fragrant tea, then leaned forward and smiled.

        "Now, then. Shall we discuss the details of how we are going to make this omelette?”
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    ArMiks
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    Ch1788 is out on Dc already, but no word yet on Tg
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      Rei-absolute
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      Link do Discord
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        ArMiks
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        Google Shadow Slave discord, link to reddit will show
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    Zrilla
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    Я уже как наркоман, каждый вечер обновляю страницу по несколько раз за час в ожидании новой главы
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      Dummybaron
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      Тоже самое братан, тоже самое
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    DragonGhost
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    What's with the chap name
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      Dummybaron
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      It refers to this part of the chapter
      "...ack!...ope... ing... all!...ack!"

      Rain could barely hear anything because of the wailing.

      'Ack? What is trying to... pack? Attack? Crack?’

      Back?

      Suddenly, her eyes widened.
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        DragonGhost
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        Ah that was missing earlier thnx for clearing
        As expected always a reason of Choice of words from g3
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    DanielPlay
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    I'm curious, it is said that when you leave a sovereign's domain you will be taken by the spell, but what about after the nightmare ends? Normally, you would wake up in the waking world, go to the gym and be thrown somewhere in the dream realm, but if they are pulled directly from the dream realm, after the nightmare ends would they be sent back to where they were? Or would they be thrown straight into a random place? 🤔🤔
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      Dummybaron
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      Well when Sunny entered first Nightmare in police department, he woke up in the same place, and not only that, but his body was there the whole time, and that also proved by other Nightmare chalangers in Antarctica. So 1st Nighmare is basicaly just a Nightmare and once it is done You wake up in same place you slept.
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    ArMiks
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    Why would that tamar girl be scowling at rain? For hiding her abilities? For assisting in the fight?
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      Dummybaron
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      She was probably just thinking about Rain's skills and finding it very strange that oridinary girl has as much or more skills than Legacies and that she is so experienced/non-panicing even enjoying the hunt when she is not Awakened.
      there was a strangely serene expression on her pale face.

      Her black eyes were glistening with something that resembled... excitement?
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        ArMiks
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        yea, i get that part. but... somehow, why a scowl, specifically? if she was merely curious or interested, it would have been a frown or something mild. i'm not taking anything away from this other than me feeling that a scowl was a bit too much of an expression for that situation if she was only being curious or interested. a scowl feels more like she was offended on some level by what she saw rain do
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      Doksoo
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      1. Her strength, she is clearly much stronger than ordinary people because of her essence, 2. Shooting and sword skills.
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    William
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    Someone remeber wich chap that Jet talk to Sunny about chosing his own chains?
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      ArMiks
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      Nope, but maybe sometime after sunny exits hope's kingdom. Afterall, that's when he had to choose between song and valor.
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      Dummybaron
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      I thik it was after Forgotten Shore 300-400 chapter
      Edit: Ok nah ArMiks right it was when Jet asked Sunny to go in Antarctica with her.
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        William
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        thank you it is chap 364 just after the FS
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