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Chapter 2279: Damned if You Don't
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Sunny found himself in his current situation because of the Weaver's bloodline — the forbidden lineage of a mysterious daemon that the Anvil once described as a terrible curse. Because of it, he had to stay hidden and avoid drawing too much attention.

Still... since he was already cursed, it would be foolish not to make full use of the daemon’s twisted gift.

Having more of it than he currently did wouldn't make much difference. And it wasn’t like Sunny had to completely disappear and spend the rest of his life in hiding — daemons were known to many people, after all.

It was just that they were always distant and strange. They existed in the shadow of the gods, other beings of Divine Rank, and unspeakable horrors — the Seven Demons hadn’t exactly stood out in the mix of fantasy figures. It was only when Hope descended into the human world and tore the skies apart that everything truly unraveled.

The issue was that humanity now had only three Supremes, with no higher authority above them. So if Sunny ever revealed himself, he would attract even more attention than Hope did.

Anyway, he had already tracked down three of the seven fragments of the Forbidden Lineage — the Blood Weave, the Bone Weave, and the Soul Weave. Each had made him significantly stronger, saving his life on many occasions.

Four fragments remained.

They had weighed on his mind ever since he encountered the Netther, the Demon of Fate, on the wall of the Ebony Tower.

Sunny thought about them often:

“The gods created all living creatures, but not everything they made carries divine lineage. Only those born of the gods, or their descendants, do. Why did the gods forbid us seven from having children? Why were we made to be alone? Is it because we come from the Forgotten One, who sleeps in the Void?”

Now, Sunny had the answer. It was strange, realizing he had discovered something even daemons hadn’t. The Netther had merely suspected the truth... but the Demon of Fate must have known it.

After all, the next part of the carving spoke of the Weaver.

“Where is the Void, and where is its Door? How did the Weaver enter it, and what did the Weaver see? Why did the Weaver defy the gods and begin a lineage?”

Sunny was just as clueless about the Weaver’s plans and motivations as their kin had been. What he did know, though, was that the Weaver had cast seven pieces of his forbidden legacy across the threads of fate, leaving them to be discovered someday.

“Blood, bone, flesh, soul, spirit, mind. And shadow...”

One was lost to dreams, one to fear. Another to peace, one to night. One to sorrow, another to decay. And the last... stolen by a thief.

Sunny had found the one taken by the Vilesome Thieving Bird — the Blood Weave — and the one lost to rot, the Bone Weave, in the Ebony Tower. He had also recovered the one lost to grief, the Soul Weave, in the corrupted version of the Tomb of Ariel — near Oblivion's final resting place.

Flesh, spirit, mind, and shadow were still missing.

He was convinced the first three were hidden within the remaining three Grand Citadels — left behind by the Demon of Terror, the Demon of Silence, and the Demon of Fantasy — the Ravenheart, the Night Garder, and Bastion.

The final one... seemed to have been discovered by the Broken Sword, leading to his downfall. So it must be somewhere in the Underworld, close to where Broken Sword’s remains now lay.

Now that the early chaos of leading people had mostly settled, and the responsibilities Sunny had carried were fulfilled, he could finally send out a version of himself — or several — to resume the hunt for the Weaver’s missing fragments.

The Underworld was dense with true shadow, making it a natural counter to Sunny’s powers — so he planned to save that for last.

But the mirror maze beneath the Real Bastion was strange in a different way. Sunny knew a lot about true darkness by now... but he still didn’t understand enough about the Others.

He figured he’d start with either the Ravenheart or the Night Garder. Since the latter existed in the waking world, the decision was simple. Sunny would begin with the Ravenheart... the domain of the Demon of Dread.

And once he collected the final fragments of his inheritance...

Then he would return to the Tomb of Ariel.

While Sunny mulled it all over, Effie stared at him with a puzzled expression.

"Inheritance? Aren’t you already rich, Shadow Boy? Who would be giving you anything?"

Sunny blinked a few times.

"S-Shadow Boy? That’s a new one."

He frowned.

"Look... I’m not a boy. First of all, I’m a grown man. Second, I’m a Supreme — a proper king."

Effie narrowed her eyes and looked him over.

"...Still kinda small, though."

Sunny’s eye twitched.

He stared at her for a moment, then sighed and looked away.

"Wicked beanpole."

It wasn’t like he couldn’t change his appearance if he wanted to. He was the Shadow now, and Shadows were inherently mutable. He could look however he wanted — tall or short.

But his original form felt the most natural. Plus, he liked the way he looked — his body was fine. Actually, it was kind of cool.

Oh, and Nephis liked it too.

And even if Effie would never admit it, she kinda did as well.

Sunny smiled softly, the sting of his Flaw reminding him that he’d sort of dodged her first question.

"Yeah, I’m wealthy. And if you’re wondering who’d leave me anything — well, gods and daemons fought to make me their heir. Actually, parts of my inheritance are scattered around... one in the Ravenheart, and another here in the Bastion."

Effie blinked, surprised.

Her grin widened.

"So, you and I are gonna be spending more time together, huh..."

In the next instant, Sunny’s smile vanished, and he winced slightly.

That was because Nephis kicked him under the table.

"What... what was that for?"

Looking as expressionless as ever, Nephis said plainly:

"I believe what he meant was that his journey will soon bring him to the Bastion. Your help would be appreciated, Effie."

Effie looked at her, then at Sunny, and back again.

After a moment, she smiled.

"Sure. I’m always up for a smart adventure."

Just then, Cassie cleared her throat.

"Can we please return to the list? Since Sunny’s going to the Ravenheart, we can set the volcano discussion aside. But we still have..."

As the conversation continued, Sunny found himself growing bored again.

So, seizing the opportunity, he shifted his focus and checked on what his other shadow-selves were up to.

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    2282 Dark Explorer

    Far in the distance, a mountain of shattered black stone loomed above the dusty sea like a colossal gravestone. The terrain surrounding the monument was strewn with the remains of countless Nightmare Creatures that had died here... the human bones, however, had been buried farther away, sheltered from wind and weather beneath a barrow.

    A stone colossus knelt silently on the ground, unmoving, gently holding its severed hand with both of its massive remaining hands.

    These were the remnants of the Crimson Spire.

    Sunny, or rather another one of his incarnations, was seated in the heart of the ruins, resting on the rim of a deep well with a thoughtful look on his face.

    At the bottom of the ancient well lay a massive pool of black water. Its surface was perfectly calm and flat, resembling a sinister mirror formed from pure shadow. Gentle ripples occasionally moved across the surface of the imprisoned sea of darkness, as though it yearned to escape its prison and surge past the edge of the pool.

    It was the Dark Sea.
    Once, long ago, the Dark Sea had appeared to be a force of nature — something unfathomably vast and devastating, beyond anything Sunny could hope to oppose. He had barely survived encounters with scavengers that fed off the grotesque remnants it left behind, let alone the creatures that truly inhabited its depths. Confronting them had been a certain death sentence.
    Now, Sunny understood that the Dark Sea was actually a Great Titan — a blasphemous entity born from the darkness that had once lived inside the radiant figure who fell to this land... back when it had yet to be called the Forgotten Shore.
    That radiant being had likely been a nephilim — or perhaps an angel — wounded in one of the ancient battles between gods and daemons. The people of the land where it fell had slain the luminous being and, in doing so, unleashed a curse of darkness upon their world. That curse later transformed into the Dark Sea.
    In any case, the Dark Sea had become a Great Titan... and Sunny himself was now a Supreme Titan.
    But as strange as it felt to be considered equal to the Dark Sea — which had once represented certain and inescapable death — Sunny understood that he could destroy it.
    There were legions of Nightmare Creatures inhabiting the sealed sea. Slaying them would significantly boost the Shadow Legion’s capacity for naval warfare. But those beings were not the Great Titan itself.
    In truth, Sunny could sense seven vast masses of darkness hidden somewhere in the sea’s unreachable depths. He did not know what they were, but he was convinced that locating and eliminating them would likely lead to the Dark Sea’s demise.
    He was weighing whether or not to dive into the black waters and take the risk...
    The issue was not with the Dark Sea itself. The problem... was the seal that confined it beneath the shattered Crimson Spire.
    Even if Sunny succeeded in destroying the Great Titan, he might simply end up trapped at the bottom of the well in its place — at least one of his incarnations would.
    So, he either had to be willing to sacrifice an incarnation or find a way to unravel the sorcery of the seven heroes of the Forgotten Shore before plunging into the depths to kill the Dark Sea.
    Even after spending a full year studying the well, he still had no idea how the seal had been constructed. It wasn’t woven magic, nor did it appear to be based on runes... and he was fairly certain it wasn’t Shaping, either. Shaping was a fleeting form of sorcery. It wasn’t meant to last — or at least, it wasn’t supposed to.
    There were exceptions to every rule, of course. His own sister was one such exception.
    But Sunny still didn’t believe the Seven Heroes had been Shapers.
    He reviewed everything he knew about the creation of the Crimson Spire... which wasn’t much, honestly.
    All he was sure of was that a massive human sacrifice had taken place to create it, resulting in the birth of an artificial sun. At the same time, the curse of darkness had been bound beneath the Spire.
    He also suspected that one of the Seven Heroes — the Builder — had been heavily inspired by Nether. There were traces of the Builder’s attempts to imitate the Demon of Destiny scattered throughout the Dark City. The Black Knight in the ruined cathedral had been one such imitation — Sunny was rather sure the monstrous Devil was the outcome of the Builder’s efforts to produce his own variant of the Stone Saints.
    The enormous statue of the Builder now kneeling behind him was another such imitation, albeit far more ambitious.
    That was why Saint had looked upon both the Black Knight and the walking colossus with scorn.
    So... what kind of sorcery had they used to forge the seal?
    Which meant Sunny could not slay the Dark Sea — not yet.
    Why was it so difficult to destroy one insignificant Great Titan? If Sunny had still been Fated, he probably would have stumbled face-first into the answer by sheer luck.
    He couldn’t even ask Cassie for help, since there were no runes left for her to analyze.
    Shaking his head, Sunny cast one last look into the dark abyss of the well and rose to his feet.
    "Count yourself fortunate. I’ll be back for you someday."
    With a scoff, Sunny stepped backward... and vanished.
    A heartbeat later, he was somewhere far away. Specifically, he now stood in the eastern crater, nestled between the Dark City and the Ashe Barrow.
    The ruins of the Crimson Spire, on the other hand, lay west of the Dark City. When the Dreamer Army had once marched to siege it, they needed a full week to reach the foreboding tower — but now, Sunny could cross that distance instantly, without even expending much essence.
    Here and there on the crater’s dusty floor, bones of monstrous sea creatures lay in scattered heaps, looking like mountains of yellowed ivory. Closer to the crater’s center, however, the ground turned to black glass, and at its very heart, a large round hole plunged into the earth’s depths.
    That was where the Dark Sea had emerged each night and where it had retreated at dawn — vast caves existed beneath the Forgotten Shore, accessible through several such gaping wounds in its surface.
    Sunny had a theory that one of those cavern systems might hold a hidden passage to the Underworld.
    So, he had been exploring them at a leisurely pace lately.
    Transforming into shadow, Sunny dove headfirst into the darkness.
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    2280 Hidden Dagger

    Now that his original body was gone, Sunny's existence was divided between seven incarnations. He could maintain all seven avatars endlessly or give up control of some, returning authority to his shadows.

    One incarnation stayed in Bastion, remaining with Nephis and keeping watch on Rain. It also worked as a point of contact between Sunny and the Ivory Tower, helping both the public and the secret forces of the Human Domain to better coordinate their efforts.

    Human Domain...

    As far as Sunny cared, it was a name that lacked the needed weight, and he was definitely someone who knew how to give things powerful names. No one had listened to him on this matter, though, for whatever reason.

    At first, people used to call Neph's Domain all kinds of names, like the Star Domain, the Light Domain, the Immortal Flame Domain. However, Nephis had clearly chosen to let go of those names and instead went with a more general title, separating the identity of the new human empire from her own.

    Names carried strength, after all.

    More importantly, she was thinking ahead. In the future, more human Sovereigns would rise, while Nephis herself might reach a greater Rank or possibly die trying. The human unity that she and Sunny had earned in Godgrave needed to survive even in their absence.

    In any case, while one of Sunny's incarnations was hiding in the middle of the Human Domain, the rest of them were far away, on the Forgotten Shore.
    His main avatar was playing the part of the Dark Lord, staying in the shadowy throne room of the Marvellous Mimic. He commanded the shades rebuilding the city and handled matters involving the Shadow Clan.

    The Shadow Clan was a group made up of extraordinary elites, each with a mix of rare gifts.

    For instance, there was Corsair, their latest member. His record of service could make most people faint, a good reminder that while Sunny and his team had been going through their terrifying trials, countless remarkable people all across the world had been living their own wild stories inside the awful reality of the Nightmare Spell too.

    Even though Corsair was amazing, he was not unusual among the members of the Shadow Clan. Most of them had files just as thick and incredible as his.

    Sunny had picked every single one of them himself, after all.

    Still, the total strength of the Shadow Clan was not that high, not when compared to famous Awakened groups like the Fire Keepers, the Wolf Army, the Nightsingers, and others. Most of its members were simply Awakened, with just a few Masters leading them.

    There were a few reasons for that. The most important was that it was simpler to stay hidden when recruiting Awakened. There were more Masters in the world nowadays, but they still attracted attention. So Sunny wanted to create a strong base of gifted Awakened, train them as much as he could, and later help those who were ready to rise along the Path of Ascension.

    If things went well, in a few years, he would have many Masters on his side, all trained and raised by the Shadow Clan. And maybe, just maybe, he would even manage to bring in a couple of Transcendent allies before that happened.

    For now, though, the power of the Shadow Clan was enough. His fighters were not meant to take part in long fights anyway. They were meant to strike from the shadows, destroy the target in a single hit, and vanish without a trace.

    The Mark of Shadows gave them extra benefits, and Sunny could even strengthen them himself if they were ever in trouble.

    Fighting skill was not the main thing that made the members of the Shadow Clan precious. In truth, Sunny needed them for another reason. Just like his shade warriors, people with the Mark of Shadows acted as carriers of his Supreme shadow sense. Wherever they traveled, Sunny's awareness followed.

    And since it was very hard for him to enter the real world these days, the Shadow Clan agents worked as his sight and hearing there.

    They were spread out across all three remaining Quadrants, finishing missions and collecting data. Even better, the Mark of Shadows let Sunny access their Soul Seas, which meant that the Shadow Clan was a group untouched by Mordret's sneaky powers.

    The Princes of Nothing had completely vanished, and there was no trace of him anywhere. Still, Sunny could not rest easy, knowing the enemy was out there, likely planning another nightmare. Even if not, it was safer to be ready for the worst.

    There was another threat that the Shadow Clan was meant to guard against. Maybe not like a sword, but like a finely hidden and deadly dagger.

    It was the third Sovereign of humanity, Asterion.

    The Dreamspawn.

    Very little was understood about him, and even now that Nephis and her group had become rulers of the world, they had not uncovered much about this mysterious Supreme. Anvil and Ki Song had done a very good job removing all traces of him and his followers.

    There was still some knowledge of him in printed books, though those were already quite rare today, and even those had very little detail. Cassie was searching hard for any hints of Asterion, but even with her impressive data skills, she was turning up empty.

    All they knew was that the Third Sovereign had been cut off and locked away on the moon. Maybe he had died there, but none of them truly believed that.

    Which meant he could still return.

    The lack of knowledge about such a serious threat was very frustrating, and the only person who knew Asterion best, Mordret, was missing. Without him, they had hit a wall.

    In fact, they could not even say for sure that Asterion was a danger. He might hold no hate toward Nephis and her Domain, even though he had played a role in her father’s death.

    But just like none of them thought he was dead, none of them thought he was harmless either.

    From all that Sunny had heard about the Dreamspawn, he was a strange and dangerous being. So...

    The Shadow Clan was preparing to handle whatever might happen if Asterion came back. Even Sunny himself did not know what those plans should be. All he knew was that Asterion’s Domain seemed to be tied to the idea of others knowing about him, meaning it needed followers to grow.

    Asterion himself was not someone the Shadow Clan could battle, but his followers were.

    That was why the Dark Lord sat on the throne, his mind stretched through countless shades and many members of the Shadow Clan, soaking in knowledge and scanning for signs of trouble.

    Of course, he was very busy while looking totally lazy.

    At this moment, Sunny was just about to send Kim and Corsair on their way...

    2281 New Recruit

    Sunny was seated on his throne, gazing down at Kim and Corsair. The former had just finished giving the report, while the latter was observing him with a somewhat distant look.

    Corsair, Master Randall's grandson, occasionally lowered his eyes, studying the tattoo of a dark onyx serpent now coiled around his arm, peeking from under the rolled-up sleeve.

    The newest addition to the Shadow Clan was a tall man with jet-black hair and intense blue eyes. He had sharp features and a detached expression, radiating a calm certainty and deadly danger. Overall, if there was one word Sunny would use to describe Corsair, it would be... striking.

    No, truly, Sunny would have given anything to look like that back when he was Awakened. It was like watching the lead actor of an Awakened action movie.

    Corsair was definitely going to blend in with the other members of the Shadow Clan.

    They were an eclectic mix of personalities.

    Of course, the new recruit had lost a bit of his composed edge after meeting Sunny. Most people were taken aback when first encountering the Dark Lord, although not everyone could hide their surprise quite as well. That was because they all anticipated meeting the terrifying Lord of Shadows but were instead greeted by a laid-back and quirky young man.

    There was a reason why Sunny insisted on being called "boss," referred to himself as the Dark Lord, and occasionally behaved like an overgrown child.
    First of all... because he simply wanted to. Now that he was a Supreme, there was no need to wear a mask, so Sunny could act as his genuine self instead of pretending to be some ominous figure. And his genuine self was nothing like the solemn nobility that people typically associated with a Sovereign.

    So, the real question wasn’t why he would call himself the Dark Lord.

    The question was why wouldn’t he? It sounded incredible.

    There was another reason, too — the strange reverence people showed Nephis. The meditation halls that looked like shrines, the silent devotion that felt like worship, the admiration that had the flavor of cult-like awe... Sunny had no desire to be idolized like a god. It made him uncomfortable, and beyond that, the blood of Weaver flowed through his veins.

    So, he acted the way he did to crush any temptation his subordinates might have to treat him like some kind of half-formed deity.

    His behavior seemed to have worked perfectly on Corsair, who had entered the throne room with a quiet sense of awe in his icy blue eyes but was now leaving in complete confusion.

    Sunny yawned, then gestured toward Kim.

    "I understand... that’s good to hear, Kimmy. And yeah, I’m aware that we need more healers than just Quentin and Fleur. But come on! Convincing a healer to join a suspicious clan full of deadly spies isn’t simple!"

    He smiled at her playfully.

    "Oh, I have a suggestion! What if you just tell our people to improve and stop getting hurt to begin with?"

    Kim looked back at him blandly.

    "This suspicious clan full of deadly spies has spent three million credits on medical goods this quarter, boss."

    Sunny froze for a second.

    "Let’s steal some healers, Kimmy! Let’s do it quickly! Those Song sisters have too many anyway... maybe we can snatch a Blood Sister or two from Seishan?"

    She inhaled deeply and watched him quietly for a moment, then lowered her eyes.

    "I’ll try."

    A few minutes later, the report was finished, and Sunny dismissed them with a lazy grin.

    "Welcome to the Shadow Clan, Corsair! Rest well today — your training begins tomorrow. Of course, there’s no sunlight here on the Forgotten Shore... a friend of mine kind of ruined it... so day and night are exactly the same, which makes the idea of tomorrow feel strange. But you’ll get used to it. Oh, and don’t let your teacher down. I practically raised her back when she was a tiny Awakened Monster... ah, how time flies..."

    Corsair went pale.

    "D-destroyed a sun? Wait... boss, you raised a Monster?"

    Sunny blinked in surprise.

    "Well, yeah. Why, haven’t you ever destroyed a sun?"

    Corsair slowly shook his head.

    Sunny paused for a moment, then scratched his nose awkwardly.

    "Oh. No, no! That’s nothing to be ashamed of. You... you’re still young..."

    The new recruit turned to follow Kim, his face showing a hint of distress. Before he left,

    Sunny suddenly called out:

    "Hey, Corsair. You were a professional assassin, right?"

    Corsair glanced at him and frowned slightly.

    "To be specific, boss, people paid me to solve problems. If the problem happened to be some lowlife... or a bunch of lowlives... well, then I had to solve them instead."

    Sunny stared at him in thought for a moment, then grinned.

    "Wow. That sounded amazing! ‘I had to solve them instead’... I’m totally stealing that line. But anyway, give me some expert advice. How would someone go about killing a sea?"

    Corsair blinked.

    "Killing... a sea, boss?"

    Sunny nodded a few times.

    "Yes! You see, there’s this sea... a very vile one. We have unfinished business, but I haven’t quite figured out how to destroy a sea yet. So I thought maybe you’d know, since you’re a pro!"

    The new recruit stayed quiet for a while, then replied calmly:

    "I must apologize, boss. That’s a little... beyond my specialty. I mainly focused on dealing with humans, Nightmare Creatures, and an occasional rogue killer machine."

    Sunny sighed.

    "I understand... well, no worries. I’ll think of something..."

    With that, Kim and Corsair exited.

    Sunny remained on his throne, gazing at the ceiling with a weary expression.

    Of course, his mind was very busy.

    Hundreds of shadows were moving across the Dark City, clearing rubble, preparing less damaged buildings for restoration, and marking ruins that had to be demolished.

    On the surface, everything was proceeding smoothly, but the underground catacombs still posed a challenge. Sunny had to manage the process personally — not only because of the fragile work involved in tunnels, but also because the sun’s devastating light had never touched the vast network below. There were still Nightmare Creatures down there...

    Taking control of the catacombs was crucial. A proper city began with a strong sewage system, after all.

    What separated humans from animals?

    It was the fact that humans had plumbing, of course!

    He also needed to decide how and where to bury the countless remains resting in the catacombs. Additionally, he had to consider what to do with the collapsed lighthouse of the Dark City. Rebuilding it was an option, but every member of the Shadow Clan could see in total darkness. They did not need a light tower.

    However, possible settlers would.

    Then, there was the matter of the seven giant statues. The Priestess stood right before the Dark City, badly damaged. Sunny could place its broken arm back in place, but that raised another question — should he also return the severed heads of the statues to their rightful spots?

    There was a lot to do...

    Besides that, he was also watching the members of the Shadow Clan.

    One cohort was tracking a disturbing cult hidden within the depths of NQSC. Another group was getting ready to defeat a Terror that had built a nest in the sewers beneath a small town in the Western Quadrant and appeared to be targeting children. A third group was preparing to rob a bank — or rather, recover a seemingly cursed book from a personal vault there...

    Why did I never consider robbing a bank?

    With his Aspect, it would have been simple.

    Sunny sighed.

    Then, he paused.

    Wait. Why did I never consider opening a bank?

    His eyes sparkled in the darkness.

    "Aiko!"
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      My Savior, we also need 2282
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      SHIV- Sama!! 12
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      You may not know, but I love you 👉💗
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      Sunny is like a child on Christmas and I love it. very-shy
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      I wet my pants when I saw the second chapter icl
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    You guys should wait for at least 10hours before pirated chapter are released
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    Does anyone know, once a chapter is no longer privileged does this site and the others update their "modified" version to the official one?

    I don't get why an author would be ok with that many modified versions being handed out just to try to prevent more AI modding
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      probably but priv chapters are 20 behind so it will take awhile to catch up
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    I hated AI chapters
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    Someone have 2280 chapter?
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    I was rereading the Antarctica arc.. and it really puts into perspective how dogshit the supremes really were.

    As a saint. Sunny would have been able to kill the winter beast with the aid of saint tyris and saved everyone at falcon Scott.

    As a supreme he alone could've destroyed literally every single threat posing Antarctica with like 2 of his incarnations and his army
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      Well Supreme beings can't stay in waking world for long, but 5 minute sweep could take out all titans and most dangerous NCs. Hard agree.
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      lywin
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      I believe it was because neither anvil or song wanted to give each other an opening. if they left for the waking world the other one could attack their unguarded domain.

      That's exactly what they did to asterion btw, they slaughtered everyone in his domain while he was busy and now he's stuck in space.

      but yeah they really were incompetent as leaders
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        It's not really they were incompetent but they already decided to drop most of the human population for the greater good. From they point of view either they die because of nightmare gate, their schemes, or when the law of the realm fall... is the same.
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          They didn't even consider natural ascension. They doomed humanity by not acting
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            Lost from sight
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            From what Eurys said natural ascension to sacred is impossible without time. And as Ki Song said a population of billions of people is a luxury.
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      Preshius
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      Yh divine aspect are really op not everyone has it that the point of it being divine modret has a saint solo a great house so your point is
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        Ki song basically had thousands of incarnations that had at bare minimum transcendent level strength.

        I'm more than certain she alone would have been able to kill every threat as well
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    Cario02
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    Nice. We now know Sunny will go back to the Tomb of Ariel after collecting all the Weaves
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    the forgotten
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    First
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      That1Friend
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      Nah i read it before it posted
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        Dragonborn0010
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        Lies.. I wrote the chapter
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          Turnc4406
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          Lies. I sired the author.
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            Emperor me
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            Then tell yeah boy weeeeee need massive releaseeeee evil evil oru2x oru2x
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            Scut
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            Lies. I predestined you
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