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Chapter 2274: Dark Lord

...The dark fissure in the fabric of reality was a Dream Gate.

But a Dream Gate could not be hidden in an underground reservoir beneath the Central Government HQ. Because there was only one Supreme in the world, and only one Dream Gate... the radiant Dream Gate of Chanigng Star, the living goddess of humanity.

This Gate, however, was out of place. It brimmed with an impenetrable darkness, making June shiver as if chilled to the bone.

He was not someone to deny what he saw, however.

'A... second Dream Gate?'

If there was a second Dream Gate in the world... that meant that there was a second Supreme in the world, as well.

He almost staggered.

Awakened Kim patted June on the shoulder.

"Relax, Corsair. This secret is fully sanctioned by the Ivory Tower."

June gulped.

"B-but... the Lord of Shadows... he's dead. I saw him die with my own two eyes."

She smiled.

"Did you?"

With that, Awakened Kim left the elevator and entered the reservoir.

It was only then that June noticed that there were various cargo containers placed chaotically here and there on the floor of the underground chamber, as well as several people busy unloading building materials and supplies from them.

"Kind of creepy, isn't it?"

He flinched, headring a friendly voice speaking into his ear.

Turning around, June noticed a young man looking at him with an amiable smile. Quite disturbingly, he had not sensed the young man's approach at all.

It had been years since anyone had managed to sneak up on June. He still had scars from the near-fatal encounter.

The young man pointed to the Dream Gate.

"A creepy black portal hidden in a secret underground chamber... I nearly fainted the first time I saw it!"

June looked at the towering fissure once again, trying to regain his composure.

"The Lord of Shadows... is alive?"

Not only was the sinister fiend alive, he was also in charge of an elite clandestine force that supported the Ivory Tower from the shadows.

So...Lady Nephis and him had staged the fateful duel, for whatever reason.

June tried to come to terms with that fact.

Somehow, it made a comforting sort of sense.

One Supreme was like a radiant sun, shining upon manking from the heavens. The other was like a vast shadow hiding in the eternal darkness deep underground. Both were working hand in hand to protect humanity.

The goddess and her shadow.

June exhaled slowly, then froze.

'Wait... that's "our boss" Awakened Kim kept talking about?!'

He suddenly felt dizzy.

Who went around calling a Supreme "boss"?! Wasn't... wasn't that sacrilege?

The young man turned to Awakened Kim and saluted her respectfully.

She smiled.

"Oh. Ray... are you and Fleur back from the Eastern Quadrant?"

He nodded.

"I am, but she stayed behind to treat the civilians. Oh, by the way, will Master Quentin be returning any time soon? She wanted to thank him for his guidance."

Awakened Kim shook her head.

"You know that he mainly stays in Bastion. Now that our princess is there as well, he won't be back for some time."

The young man - Ray - sighed.

"I don't get it... I really odn't. When i first learned that Rani - I mean, Rain - was royalty, I was honestly a bit envious. But she went straight back to a road crew after the war! And now she's delivering coffee in Bastion. Isn't our boss a little too ruthless to his sister?"

It was only then that June noticed Ray wearing a suit of black armour similar to that of Awakened Kim.

Everyone in the underground chamber was, in fact, all emblazoned with the coiling serpent insignia.

That suddenly made his heart flutter.

'Does this mean that I'll get one too?'

Would he be getting a bespoke suit of Transcendent armor?

'She did say that our benefits were stellar...'

Awakened Kim, meanwhile, pointed to June and said neutrally:

"This is our new recruit, Corsair. Corsair, this is our best stealth specialist, Ray. Be nice to him... his girlfriend is a healer."

June looked at the young man and smiled.

"Let's be friends."

Anyone who knew anything understood that befriending healers was a matter of first priority.

After saying their goodbye to Ray, June and Kim walked past the cargo containers and passed through the Dream Gate without much fanfare. June had been wondering what he would encounter on the other side with a bit of trepidation, but to his suprise, he saw...

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing. He was surrounded by impenetrable darkness, the kind one rarely encountered in a world that was full of stars, moons and city lights.

All June could feel was the wind on his face, hinting that he was not underground anymore. He could also hear various sounds reaching his ears from a distance.

Awakened Kim was somewhere near. Her voice reached him from a few meters away a second later:

"You will receive the Mark soon. For now, I will use my Aspect Ability on you. It will help you see."

Then, suddenly...

June could see again.

The darkness did not disappear, but he was somehow able to see through it clearly. The world was devoid of color, but other than that, it was as if he suddenly received perfect night vision.

A vast starless sky was above him.

All around him...

Were the crumbled, dilapidated buildings of a dark, ancient city.

He was standing in the middle of a spacious square that rested under the black branches of a colossal tree. The Dream Gate towered behind him, while a wide road led into the depths of the city in front of him.

Awakened Kim spoke calmly:

"This is the Saint Square. Apparently, this is where our boss met Saint for the first time..."

June hesitated to ask.

"Which Saint?"

She shook her head.

"Not a Saint. The Saint - The Onyx Saint. She is the general of Shadow Legion... as well as the combat instructor of the Shadow Clan. She'll be training you, too."

He trembled.

'Wait... she doesn't mean... that terrifying living statue?'

June was actually quite familiar with the Lord of Shadows and his infernal servants, having followed the sellsword Saint into battle during the conquest expedition of the Vanishing Lake.

The graceful onyx knight, the towering steel fiend, and the shapeshifting serpent...

Weren't they simple Echoes?

Apparently, they weren't. And one of them would be training him soon.

He sighed.

"I'm... looking forward to it."

Awakened Kim nodded.

"First, you will need to meet the boss and receive the Mark. We'll settle you in the Dark Castle after that."

June raised an eyebrow.

"The Dark Castle?"

Instead of answering, Kim simply pointed.

Turning around, June looked up and froze for a few moments.

Out there, standing on a tall hill above the city, was a sinister castle built of black stone.

It was grand and magnificent, with dozens of towers rising into the air, each supported by a number of elaborate arches and columns. Grotesque gargoyles were staring down on the ruins from under the eaves.

A grandiose staircase led to the castle gates. In front of it, there was a vast stone platform, meant to serve as the gathering ground for the soldiers in case the enemy was to somehow scale the hill.

Now, however, a stunning temple of black marble was perched on it instead.

The Nameless Temple...

It was at this point that June finally asked:

"I am sorry, Awakened Kim, but where, exactly, are we?"

She looked at him in confusion, then smiled faintly.

"Where else? This is the Forgotten Shore."

June inhaled sharply.

The Forgotten Shore! The nightmarish crucible where Song of the Fallen, Raised by Wolves, Nightingale, the Fire Keepers... and Changing Star herself had been forged.

The cradle of humanity's goddess.

A subtle frown creased his brow.

"Wait... but wasn't there a Bright Castle here, rules by a Bright Lord?"

Awakened Kim laughed quietly.

"There was. Now however, we have a Dark Castle... ruled by a Dark Lord."

June blinked a couple of times.

"That's a little on the nose, isn't it?"

She coughed.

"Oh... it is. Don't say it to the boss's face though. Granted, he probably heard you already - he hears everything, after all.

June paled.

"What I meant to say was that it is beautifully poetic and highly symbolic. Yeah?"

Kim looked at him with a hint of disdain and shook her head.

"In any case, let's go. I need to get back to NQSC soon."

They walked across the Dark City together as she explained a few more things. June was a little bit distracted however, by the sight of countless harrowing Nightmare creatures - or rather, their silent shadows - moving along the desolate streets, clearing them of stone debris or transporting building materials.

It seemed like the entire city was beinng slowly restored to its former glory.

At some point, they passed a magnificent ruined cathedral. Rhythmic sounds of a hammer striking an anvil could be heard from the inside, ringing far and wide in the silence of the desolate city.

June looked at it with curiosity.

"What is happening there?"

Awakened Kim glanced at the cathedral and frowned slightly.

"There... our blacksmith is there, working endlessly to arm the members of the Shadow Legion. He is a shadow, just like the rest of them."

June thought he heard a reverent note in her voice, but wasn't sure what it meant.

Finally, they ascended the tall hill and stopped. The Nameless Temple was to their right, while the towering gates of the Dark Castle were in front of them.

Looking at the dark chasm, June couldn't help but shiver.

"You know, Awakened Kim... looking at this gate, I can't help but feel like it is the maw of a giant, insatiable beast."

She gave him an odd look, then headed towards the gate with a nonchalant shrug.

"Well, that is because it is. This entire castle is one giant Transcendent Devil."

June chuckled.

'This Awakened Kim... she really has a strange sense off humor.'

"You're joking, right?"

The unassuming woman entered the castle without responding.

June hesitated in front of the gates for a few moments.

"...Right?"

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    Everyone in the comments is just screaming about chapters written by AI, now I somehow lost the desire to look for new chapters in the comments in the future :(
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    The AI ​​chapters really pissed off G3, the last announcement showed that he was really pissed off. The part where he got pissed off because they swapped waffles for pancakes was really funny. The AI ​​chapters weren't all bad, although they had some inconsistencies and some extras, at least we know what happened in general during the chapter.
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    weird Ai slop clownin


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    Damn imagine posting ai slop
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    Guys can you stop posting AI slop in the comments? Are there really people that read this and think that it was written by G3?
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      Do you really think G3 is not using AI help? Naive.
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    How does Nephis manage to maintain her "lithe form" and still be one of the strongest swordsmen? She should be built like Conan the Barbarian. 3
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      Essence augmentation
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        If you multiply zero by 5, you still get zero. You need a solid base for augmentations to work.
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          Can someone Ban this guy #panic#
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            Have you ever seen female athletes? When you exercise every day, man or woman, but eventually you will get some muscles. And Nephis exercise a lot.
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              Then sunny should be like comic accurate wolverine without the claws, and more perfect. Using your logic
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                Yes.
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              I’m a little lost she has been described to have an athletic build multiple times in the story my guy. She has muscles same as Sunny they are just compact. The majority of her insane strength comes from her soul and essence in her body. You really think them having a bit more muscle will make a difference against colossal nightmare creatures? By that logic Effie should be the strongest no doubt.
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              It's you, an imperfect human, who will grow muscles from training to the point where you won't be able to scratch your back. And an injection of anabolic steroids will not only grow muscles, but also acne.
              And Nefis is perfect, she doesn't need it, she's part energy, part concept, which is clothed in flesh so as not to burn everything around.
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      No, the sword she uses is not the same Conan has.
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      Ascension makes one's body close to imperfect. That's why they look inhumanly good despite being warrior.
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    sunny unknowingly save the world by f#cking her hard, this is the best way to preserve her humanity...
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      It is no accident that God ordered us to procreate.
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    Wasn't the marvelous mimic supposed to ascend with Sunny 🤔🤔🤔
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      No, the inner space and the size of the form it takes depend on the master’s soul. Its ascension is tied to the coins it generates.
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    2276 Wholesome Awokening

    Sunny stirred from the tender caress of sunlight warming his uncovered torso. Rays of light streamed through the drapes, the pale cloth whispering softly as a mild breeze sent it rippling and dancing. He lingered still for a time, reveling in the glow and the plush embrace of the mattress. Truly, it ranked among life’s sweetest pleasures, to rise with a grin lighting his features.

    Moments later, he tilted his head and gazed at Nephis, who slumbered serenely beside him. Her silver locks sprawled across the cushion, and her exquisite visage radiated tranquil peace and a charming fragility in her repose. He savored the sight for several minutes, in no rush to rouse her. Unveiling the Dream Gate to the Night Garden had drained her thoroughly the previous day. She’d earned this reprieve.

    He longed to lighten the load of yesterday’s endeavor, but alas, that task fell solely within Nephis’s grasp. Each of them wielded distinct talents when activating Dream Gates. Sunny, for instance, could unlock seven at once rather than a lone portal. Nephis, however, crafted a Dream Gate permitting travel both ways. Nightmare Gates ushered beings from the Dream Realm into the waking world, while Dream Gates ferried them from reality into the Dream Realm. Yet Nephis, a Dreamspawn—poised on the cusp of nightmare and existence, tethered to both realms—possessed a singular gift, perhaps because of that duality. Thus, only she could dispatch the Night Garden to Earth.

    As Sunny pondered how her abilities might shift once the two realms fully merged, Nephis twitched and unveiled her striking grey eyes. Sunlight glinted within them, igniting her irises with flecks of brilliance. She swiveled her head drowsily, peered up at Sunny, and curved her lips into a smile. “…Caught you gawking at me again?”

    He dipped his chin unabashedly. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I admire the most breathtaking woman alive?”

    Nephis paused briefly, then huffed and nudged his face aside. Sunny chuckled, yielding to her playful shove… yet he didn’t miss the faint flush creeping across her cheeks.

    Climbing from the sheets, Nephis conjured a breezy tunic from a flurry of luminous motes and stretched her arms skyward, exhaling contentedly. Sunny rose too, weaving modest garments from the darkness. The highest chamber of the Ivory Tower sprawled wide and shimmered with amber radiance, yet where light flourished, shadows lingered too—always at his beck and call.

    Still, Sunny marveled at Nephis’s lithe form for a heartbeat, then spoke in a cheerful lilt: “A splendid notion just struck me. What if… we slip back beneath the covers?” Words weren’t truly necessary; she could feel his yearning.

    Nephis shot him a withering glance over her shoulder. “Unlike you, I’m bound to a single frame.”

    Sunny cocked his head. What did that imply? Was she… suggesting he’d worn her out last night? But she could rebound from any fatigue in an instant. Her lone form was practically tireless… Had he somehow sapped the unsappable? Sunny wavered between smugness and chagrin.

    Just then, Nephis furrowed her brow and lobbed a pillow his way. “I meant I can’t be in two places at once! I’m already tardy for a chat with Effie… banish those filthy ideas swirling in that wicked mind of yours, rogue!”

    Sunny let the pillow smack his face and flashed a guileless grin. “Well, looks like Effie’s earned my ire now…”

    Nephis fixed him with a stern stare for a spell. He could tell she was stifling a smirk, though. At last, she shook her head. “I’ve got to prepare…”

    Before long, Nephis exited her quarters and glided down the Ivory Tower’s steps. Sunny, naturally, had melted into her shadow by then—that incarnation of his lingered there most often while his other selves tackled their own duties. This way, he could hover near Nephis and stay attuned to her world’s key events without relying on Cassie as a go-between. The one drawback, though, was that Sunny couldn’t always stand by her side in flesh and blood. After all, he was officially deceased. It was fine to reveal himself to those in the know, at least.

    Effie lounged in a salon on a lower tier of the Ivory Tower, relishing a lavish spread of treats. Sensing Nephis’s approach, she beamed and waved. “Blazes, Princess. These are heavenly… who’s your cook? Spill it. I swear I won’t poach them!” Then she hesitated, her brow creasing before she grinned impishly at Nephis. “Oh, guess I can’t call you Princess anymore. Our Princess has blossomed into an Empress. Ah… they mature so swiftly…”

    Nephis offered a faint smile and settled across from Effie, a broad table between them. Effie stilled. The spirited huntress had perhaps been rattled most by the truth that the fearsome Lord of Shadows was none other than the winsome Master Sunless. Sunny still couldn’t suppress a gleeful cackle whenever he recalled the parade of horrified looks that had danced across her face in that instant. From mute shock, to the dawning awareness that it was the ominous Saint who’d indulged her son with ice cream, to a jolt of dread as she recalled badmouthing him to Nephis to boost the refined, chivalrous enchanter… and so much more. Truly, it was a treasure of a memory for Sunny now—so precious he graciously forgave half the times Effie had cornered him with lectures about the birds and the bees on Alethea’s island.

    Regardless, she’d been uncharacteristically reserved and almost timid around him since. Even now, Effie stiffened at the mention of his name. She cleared her throat. “Right. About him. Look, Princess, I know you’re grown now, but…” Effie paused, then ventured warily: “He’s not lurking behind me, is he?”

    Nephis blinked at her, puzzled. “No…”

    Effie instantly reverted to her vibrant self: “That scoundrel! The Lord of Shadows! I get that he’s ridiculously handsome, wealthy, charming, mighty, and absurdly attractive, plus a stellar chef with deft hands… wait, did I mention handsome twice? No matter! Point is, there’s a sea full of catches out there. You ought to snag a gentle, upright man instead of latching onto the first random Supreme you stumbled across!”

    But Nephis wasn’t finished. “Technically, he’s beneath the table.”

    Effie went rigid. Sunny picked that precise moment to materialize in human form and plop into a chair beside Nephis. He flashed Effie a genial smile, paused briefly, then remarked in a warm tone: “Yes, you did say handsome twice.”

    She let out an exasperated groan.
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    2276 Warm Awakening

    Sunny stirred from the tender caress of sunlight warming his uncovered torso. Rays of light streamed through the drapes, the pale cloth whispering softly as a mild breeze sent it rippling and dancing. He lingered still for a time, reveling in the glow and the plush embrace of the mattress. Truly, it ranked among life’s sweetest pleasures, to rise with a grin lighting his features.

    Moments later, he tilted his head and gazed at Nephis, who slumbered serenely beside him. Her silver locks sprawled across the cushion, and her exquisite visage radiated tranquil peace and a charming fragility in her repose. He savored the sight for several minutes, in no rush to rouse her. Unveiling the Dream Gate to the Night Garden had drained her thoroughly the previous day. She’d earned this reprieve.

    He longed to lighten the load of yesterday’s endeavor, but alas, that task fell solely within Nephis’s grasp. Each of them wielded distinct talents when activating Dream Gates. Sunny, for instance, could unlock seven at once rather than a lone portal. Nephis, however, crafted a Dream Gate permitting travel both ways. Nightmare Gates ushered beings from the Dream Realm into the waking world, while Dream Gates ferried them from reality into the Dream Realm. Yet Nephis, a Dreamspawn—poised on the cusp of nightmare and existence, tethered to both realms—possessed a singular gift, perhaps because of that duality. Thus, only she could dispatch the Night Garden to Earth.

    As Sunny pondered how her abilities might shift once the two realms fully merged, Nephis twitched and unveiled her striking grey eyes. Sunlight glinted within them, igniting her irises with flecks of brilliance. She swiveled her head drowsily, peered up at Sunny, and curved her lips into a smile. “…Caught you gawking at me again?”

    He dipped his chin unabashedly. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I admire the most breathtaking woman alive?”

    Nephis paused briefly, then huffed and nudged his face aside. Sunny chuckled, yielding to her playful shove… yet he didn’t miss the faint flush creeping across her cheeks.

    Climbing from the sheets, Nephis conjured a breezy tunic from a flurry of luminous motes and stretched her arms skyward, exhaling contentedly. Sunny rose too, weaving modest garments from the darkness. The highest chamber of the Ivory Tower sprawled wide and shimmered with amber radiance, yet where light flourished, shadows lingered too—always at his beck and call.

    Still, Sunny marveled at Nephis’s lithe form for a heartbeat, then spoke in a cheerful lilt: “A splendid notion just struck me. What if… we slip back beneath the covers?” Words weren’t truly necessary; she could feel his yearning.

    Nephis shot him a withering glance over her shoulder. “Unlike you, I’m bound to a single frame.”

    Sunny cocked his head. What did that imply? Was she… suggesting he’d worn her out last night? But she could rebound from any fatigue in an instant. Her lone form was practically tireless… Had he somehow sapped the unsappable? Sunny wavered between smugness and chagrin.

    Just then, Nephis furrowed her brow and lobbed a pillow his way. “I meant I can’t be in two places at once! I’m already tardy for a chat with Effie… banish those filthy ideas swirling in that wicked mind of yours, rogue!”

    Sunny let the pillow smack his face and flashed a guileless grin. “Well, looks like Effie’s earned my ire now…”

    Nephis fixed him with a stern stare for a spell. He could tell she was stifling a smirk, though. At last, she shook her head. “I’ve got to prepare…”

    Before long, Nephis exited her quarters and glided down the Ivory Tower’s steps. Sunny, naturally, had melted into her shadow by then—that incarnation of his lingered there most often while his other selves tackled their own duties. This way, he could hover near Nephis and stay attuned to her world’s key events without relying on Cassie as a go-between. The one drawback, though, was that Sunny couldn’t always stand by her side in flesh and blood. After all, he was officially deceased. It was fine to reveal himself to those in the know, at least.

    Effie lounged in a salon on a lower tier of the Ivory Tower, relishing a lavish spread of treats. Sensing Nephis’s approach, she beamed and waved. “Blazes, Princess. These are heavenly… who’s your cook? Spill it. I swear I won’t poach them!” Then she hesitated, her brow creasing before she grinned impishly at Nephis. “Oh, guess I can’t call you Princess anymore. Our Princess has blossomed into an Empress. Ah… they mature so swiftly…”

    Nephis offered a faint smile and settled across from Effie, a broad table between them. Effie stilled. The spirited huntress had perhaps been rattled most by the truth that the fearsome Lord of Shadows was none other than the winsome Master Sunless. Sunny still couldn’t suppress a gleeful cackle whenever he recalled the parade of horrified looks that had danced across her face in that instant. From mute shock, to the dawning awareness that it was the ominous Saint who’d indulged her son with ice cream, to a jolt of dread as she recalled badmouthing him to Nephis to boost the refined, chivalrous enchanter… and so much more. Truly, it was a treasure of a memory for Sunny now—so precious he graciously forgave half the times Effie had cornered him with lectures about the birds and the bees on Alethea’s island.

    Regardless, she’d been uncharacteristically reserved and almost timid around him since. Even now, Effie stiffened at the mention of his name. She cleared her throat. “Right. About him. Look, Princess, I know you’re grown now, but…” Effie paused, then ventured warily: “He’s not lurking behind me, is he?”

    Nephis blinked at her, puzzled. “No…”

    Effie instantly reverted to her vibrant self: “That scoundrel! The Lord of Shadows! I get that he’s ridiculously handsome, wealthy, charming, mighty, and absurdly attractive, plus a stellar chef with deft hands… wait, did I mention handsome twice? No matter! Point is, there’s a sea full of catches out there. You ought to snag a gentle, upright man instead of latching onto the first random Supreme you stumbled across!”

    But Nephis wasn’t finished. “Technically, he’s beneath the table.”

    Effie went rigid. Sunny picked that precise moment to materialize in human form and plop into a chair beside Nephis. He flashed Effie a genial smile, paused briefly, then remarked in a warm tone: “Yes, you did say handsome twice.”

    She let out an exasperated groan.
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      Juicy, juicy and wonderful chapter, it brightened up the rest of my morning
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      The interaction between sunny and the rest of his friends are the absolute best.
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      Posso dormir feliz, obrigado
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