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Chapter 2968: Insurgency
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On the other side of the Hunger Domain, Jet watched as Kai leaned on a wall, breathing heavily. They were in one of the endless corridors of the Jade Palace, hidden in an alcove. Some distance away, the sound of footsteps could be heard, moving further away.

They had just made it out of the runic cell where Kai had been left when Seishan and her sisters departed to fight Asterion's war. Someone had appeared at the end of the corridor as soon as they did, so they had to hide.

Jet had a feeling that the day would end in bloodshed, but she wasn't ready to clash with the thralls of the Dreamspawn just yet. Not before figuring out her next steps, at least.

She leaned out of the alcove carefully and looked around, making sure that there was no one else around.

The situation was... complicated.

The world seemed to be coming to an end. The Longing Domain had fallen, and Asterion was apparently on the verge of wiping out Mordret — the last obstacle standing between him and a harrowing feast of human souls — on the Chained Isles. Nephis and the Lord of Shadows were nowhere to be found, while Cassie had disappeared without a trace...

She was either dead or hiding somewhere. Jet doubted that Cassie had become enthralled, because if she had, things would have been far more dire for everyone still resisting Asterion's control. After all, what was worse than a Supreme capable of brainwashing people?

A Supreme capable of brainwashing people getting his hands on a Saint who could website into your ear from any distance, serving as a conduit of his vile power — that was worse.

As for Jet's own situation... she had found Kai, but he was in a bad state. Not only was he missing his tongue, rendering his most fearsome Ability useless, but he was also extremely weak. It looked like he was suffering from severe blood loss, even though there were no visible wounds on his body. His essence was almost entirely depleted, as well, and only starting to be replenished.

"What do you think we should do?"

She glanced at Kai's pale face. He met her gaze, remained motionless for a few seconds, and then pointed in the direction of where the heart of the Jade Palace lay. Jet smiled darkly.

“An insurgency, huh? Take the Jade Palace while the Dreamspawn is away... well, I suppose it's an option. We are one and a half Saint strong, after all — and let's not forget the little gremlin. I'd say it's more than enough to defeat whatever guards that man left behind."

The little devil hiding in the alcove with them stuck out his chest proudly. Jet glanced at him, the corner of her mouth rising faintly.

Then, her expression turned grim.

"However, what then?"

Nephis and Sunny were bound to return one day, but there was no telling when that would be. Until then... Jet's mind raced, trying to come up with an actionable strategy.

Eventually, she said:

“We might as well escape into the waking world instead, make our way to Antarctica, and use one of the Category Four gates there to challenge the Fourth Nightmare. Naturally, chances that just the two of us can conquer one of those are slim, but... it's better than simply hoping that we'll be saved by some miracle."

Kai looked at her for a long while, a slight frown creasing his brow. In the end, he simply pointed into the depths of the Jade Palace once more.

Jet studied him, then looked in the direction where he was pointing coldly.

A few seconds passed in tense silence.

In the end, she chuckled.

"Well... who says that we can't do both? Let's take this Citadel first, and run away to the waking world later. No matter how strong the Dreamspawn is, losing a Great Citadel is bound to mess with his power at least a little. And a little mess can go a long way in the middle of a fierce battle."

Extending a hand, she summoned the Mist Blade and gave Kai a somber look.

“I must warn you, though. If you are hoping that I will take Ravenheart like you did, Nightingale — without spilling a single drop of blood — I will have to disappoint you. That is not my style."

She paused for a moment and then added in a dark tone:

“There might not be a single drop of blood, but there will be a lot of corpses."

Seeing his frown deepen, Jet pursed her lips.

‘Curse that face...'

She looked away and added with a sigh:

“Alright... the best I can promise is to make sure that there are as few corpses as possible."

Her specialty was destroying souls. That was how she defeated her enemies, and that was how she ensured her own survival as well. Jet was quite a fearsome presence on the battlefield, but one thing she wasn't really good at was achieving victory through non-lethal means.

The people Asterion had left behind to guard one of his most important strongholds were innocent, though. In fact, they were probably someone Jet knew and had been on friendly terms with during her stint as the government envoy to the Song Domain.

So it wasn't like she wanted to kill them, either. The Awakened and the Ascended would be easy enough to keep alive, but the Saints — there had to be at least a few guarding the Jade Palace — were a different matter. Depending on who it was, Jet could not promise that she would be able to defeat them cleanly.

And there was no telling what other things the Dreamspawn had left behind. He was more than capable of enthralling Nightmare Creatures as well, after all. So, Jet had a feeling that gaining control of the Great Citadel was not going to be as easy as she had made it sound.

She remained silent for a second, then looked at the Ravenous Fiend.

“I'll make sure to kill as few people as possible. You make sure that the Jade Palace does not burn to the ground. Alright?"

The infernal thing just stared at her with its glowing, fiery eyes, and then shrugged.

His meaning was quite clear...

"No promises."

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    Noice
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    damn Jet does NOT duck a fade my girl was down to challenge the fourth nightmare with just the three of them
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      Only two… our little imp doesn't count, as he is a shadow creature
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        f#ck u he doesn't count, our little imp can challenge any nightmare he wants evil
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    These chapters are too short
    I can't even cuck G3 because I always come back for more forwhat
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      Lightningsdr
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      Dude wtf were you smoking writing this💀
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        7 huh?
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    4th nightmare hmm tag along Effie
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    6pain
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    The mad price lives in song of the fallen memories.
    When sunny regains he’s fate, Cassie will remember the sin of solice and the mad prince will return #Grin
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      Hop off his dick already✌️😭
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        It probably feels too good to hop off since he's been riding it since day one

        It probably feels too good to hop off since he's been riding it since day one
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          Take so correct gng has to say it twice
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    It's a very strange feeling when chapters appear more often in the comments under other chapters than on the site that is supposed to publish these chapters.
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    Hydrohel
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    Here are the revised chapters that have been posted in the comments. There were a few mistakes in terms of spelling and grammatical choice/labeling that should be corrected here:

    Chapter 2969: Broken Eternity

    The frigid waters of the Estuary Lake engulfed Sunny as he plummeted into its depths, clinging tightly to the neck of the Vile Thieving Bird.

    A moment later, the water was no longer cold. The detestable Terror was enveloped in a scorching blanket of blinding white flames that devoured his feathers and seared his impenetrable skin. The instant the flames made contact with the cold depths of time, an inconceivable amount of water was instantly vaporized, causing a titanic column of boiling foam to explode into the sky somewhere far above.

    Here in the depths, however…

    Sunny was blinded by the flash. Sunny was deafened by the indescribable roar of countless tons of water being violently displaced. Even his shadow sense was temporarily rendered useless, for there were no shadows in the abyss of pure white light.

    He barely withstood the devastating heat and pressure of the underwater explosion… The Estuary Lake, however, did not.

    What surrounded them was not mere water, after all. It was the material embodiment of time—the heart that the Daemon of Dread had created from the blood of an Unholy Titan. It had endured an eternity of timelessness, the death of the Great River, and the burden of becoming the nest of a Cursed Terror.

    Yet, when the Vile Thieving Bird plummeted from the sky and crashed into the cold depths of time, locked in a furious battle with two Supreme Titans… time had finally reached its breaking point.

    Time shattered, and space shattered as well. Sunny, Nephis, and the Vile Thieving Bird were lost among the fragments, in the dark space between now and before, between here and somewhere far away.

    That space was not something the human mind could comprehend, much less describe. It was alien and unsettling, existing beyond all preconceived notions of what reality should be—the universal laws of existence were strangely twisted here, and nothing Sunny had ever known made sense anymore.

    However… that didn't mean the battle was over. In fact, it meant the opposite. The Vile Bird seemed less confused by the bizarre reality of fragmented time, so Sunny and Nephis had to keep up—they had to adapt and keep fighting if they wanted to survive.

    Fortunately, adapting to supernatural oddities was a necessary skill that all humans living in the Age of the Nightmare Spell had had to master. And both Sunny and Nephis excelled at adaptability above all else.

    So, even though Sunny couldn't fully describe what he was doing, he continued fighting.

    As the detestable Terror hurtled through the dark expanse of broken time, Sunny released his human form and manifested as a vast, shapeless shadow. His nebulous body enveloped the gigantic form of the cursed deity like a billowing shroud, and countless maws opened within its dark expanse, sinking razor-sharp fangs into the flesh of the Vile Thieving Bird.

    At the same time, Nephis also abandoned the suffocating limitations of her human body, unleashing her true form—a boundless mass of living flame, her pure white expanse emanating heat so intense that the very fabric of the world began to melt around her.

    The fire she had unleashed by detonating her soul had been extinguished by the waters of Estuary Lake, but now, a roaring ocean of fire engulfed the Vile Thieving Bird once more, scorching it.

    Together, Sunny and Nephis—a formless mass of darkness and a radiant expanse of blinding light—enveloped the Cursed Terror, ravaging its grotesque body and slowly destroying the very foundations of its unholy existence.

    The Vile Thief Bird shrieked. Its hideous voice echoed across the expanse of timelessness, sending a destructive wave of vibrations rippling through shattered eternity.

    And then, fissures appeared in the darkness around them.

    The world shattered, and enveloped in shadows and flames, the Vile Thief Bird flew through one of the fissures.

    Suddenly, time flowed normally again. And they were no longer underwater.

    Sunny then felt a different kind of warmth… the comforting warmth of the sun.

    A myriad of onyx eyes opened in the vast darkness of his nebulous form, and he gazed upon the world that was both familiar and strange.

    All around them was a clear blue sky. Above them, the seven suns drifted lazily across its blue expanse. Below them, the Great River flowed endlessly, as if Cronos of Fallen Grace had never dissolved the sorcery that sustained it.





    2970 Burning Darkness

    Different skies, different faces of the Great River, night and day…

    Sunny, Nephis, and the Vile Thieving Bird hurtled through space and time, leaving behind a trail of fractured reality.

    It was a prodigious experience unlike anything any other had ever known… and yet, they barely registered it, completely absorbed in trying to kill each other.

    Sunny tore at the flesh of the Vile Thief Bird, trying to rip out its heart. The Vile Thieving Bird shrieked and squawked, slashing at him and Nephis with its talons and piercing them with its beak. Nephis burned like a star, annihilating the very air around him, trying to reduce the Cursed Terror to ashes.

    In this fatal battle, where an enemy far more lethal than any they had ever faced was conjuring their destruction, she had to push her Aspect to its most extreme limits, inventing new ways to channel its power on the fly.

    The white flame engulfed the Vile Thieving Bird and, in turn, was enveloped by a vast and unfathomable shadow. Sunny burned with the Cursed Terror… but healed in the shadow of it.

    This was how Sunny managed to survive, for now, under the terrible onslaught of the cursed deity, and why he had not yet been annihilated by the merciless purity of his companion's radiant soul.

    As their incarnations fought furiously through the infinite labyrinth of fragmented time, their Wills were also locked in a vicious battle.

    The Vile Thieving Bird was weakened by the three curses, but its horrific Will remained as vast as the sky, as deep as the ocean, tyrannical and terrifying. However, Sunny and Nephis were not helpless in this divine clash, especially when they acted with a common goal in perfect harmony.

    The sum of their titanic Wills might not reach the immensity of a god's authority, but when it came to murderous intent and ruthless determination to kill, they were unmatched.

    They were children of the Realm of War, after all. They had been forged and tempered by the Nightmare Spell, having lived a life that consisted of little more than bloodshed and conflict. Their past had molded them into killers, destroyers of things: that was the only way of life they had known, and the one they excelled at.

    Facing a Cursed Terror was a shock at first, but now that they were immersed in the battle, walking the thin line between existence and destruction, they were quickly learning how to fight their terrible enemy.

    The Vile Thieving Bird was ancient, unimaginably powerful, its vitality seemingly boundless…

    And yet, it was also demented and bestial, driven to madness by Corruption. Or perhaps it had never been sane to begin with; after all, why else would it steal the Weaver's eye even knowing that confronting the Demon of Fate was probably the worst idea anyone had ever conceived?

    So, although the Thief Bird was so resilient that even attacks from Supreme Titans rolled off it like raindrops, and although it showed no signs of serious injury despite being assaulted by their combined powers… it still diminished, slowly.

    The more wounds it sustained, the more its seemingly limitless vitality flowed. And the more its Will was battered, the less beyond saving it became.

    Even as their own Wills felt increasingly less inexhaustible as they suffered the terrible agony of their attacks, driven to a frenzy by pain.

    They traversed a starry sky; the Great River shone beautifully in the darkness far below.

    An instant later, they tore a fissure in the fractured reality and escaped into the blinding radiance of day, moving mere feet above the water.

    Then they plunged into the icy currents, rippling the surface of the Great River and raising colossal waves in their wake.

    Then…

    Suddenly, they were surrounded by absolute darkness, still water stretching as far as the eye could see. There was a familiar shape directly in front of them, rising from the ground of an immense island like a black trail.

    It was the Tower of Aletheia.

    Before Sunny could even realize what was happening, the three of them shattered it, destroying most of its intermediate floors and sending the top tumbling down the hillside.

    A devastating rain of stone debris descended upon the dark island, felling countless trees. The top of the tower rolled and crashed into the forest, destroying a vast swathe of it.

    An instant later, they were somewhere else, in a different time.

    The sky burned with a million shades of crimson. The air was thick with the deafening roar of falling water, and a vast waterfall cascaded down in both directions beneath them, a boundless black abyss that stretched from columns of fine mist into infinity.

    There were ruins of an abandoned city being swept toward the Rim. Sunny recognized it too: it was Fallen Grace.

    It was Fallen Grace after the last of the Riverfolk had abandoned it to seek refuge in the Ark that Daeron of the Twilight Sea and King Kronos had built.

    As the mass of living flames that ravaged the Thief Bird rose, taking on a vaguely humanoid form, and raised a colossal beam of pure light like a sword to strike the neck of the hateful Terror, the first of the island-ships plummeted over the Rim, disappearing into the tumbling torrents of water and the infinite darkness beyond.

    An instant later, they were somewhere else.

    The dark shell of an enormous turtle moved through the water beneath them. When Nephis unleashed the Blessing with all her titanic force, the Vile Thieving Bird let out a shrill squawk and twisted its neck, somehow dodging the blow; it shouldn't have been possible the way space was supposed to work, but Nephis had failed.

    The Blessing struck like a sunbeam and cleanly cleaved the black shell beneath them, splitting the Great Monster in two.

    Before its blood mingled with the water, they were already beyond the horizon.

    Reality fractured once more, and they broke through the widening fissure, escaping into the light.
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      Nice. Where did you even find those chaps?
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        I just took the chapters that Bornshadow had and made some minor revisions
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      It reminds me of Sunny fighting the corrupted Kai.
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    Corrected, also last few paragh were missing sorry

    2970 Burning Darkness

    Different skies, different faces of the Great River, night and day…

    Sunny, Nephis, and the Thief Bird hurtled through space and time, leaving behind a trail of fractured reality.

    It was a prodigious experience unlike anything any other had ever known… and yet, they barely registered it, completely absorbed in trying to kill each other.

    Sunny tore at the flesh of the Vile Thief Bird, trying to reach its heart and rip it out. The Vile Thief Bird shrieked and squawked, slashing at him and Nephis with its talons and piercing them with its beak. Nephis burned like a star, annihilating the very air around him, trying to reduce the Cursed Terror to ashes.

    In this fatal battle, where an enemy far more lethal than any they had ever faced was conjuring their destruction, she had to push her Aspect to its most extreme limits, inventing new ways to channel its power on the fly.

    The white flame engulfed the Thief Bird and, in turn, was enveloped by a vast and unfathomable shadow. It burned the Cursed Terror… but healed in the shadow of incinerating it.

    This was how Sunny managed to survive, for now, under the terrible onslaught of the cursed deity, and why it had not yet been annihilated by the merciless purity of her companion's radiant soul.

    As their incarnations fought furiously through the infinite labyrinth of fragmented time, their Wills were also locked in a vicious battle.

    The Thief Bird was weakened by the three curses, but its horrific Will remained as vast as the sky, as deep as the ocean, tyrannical and terrifying. However, Sunny and Nephis were not helpless in this divine clash, especially when they acted with a common goal in perfect harmony.

    The sum of their titanic Wills might not reach the immensity of a god's authority, but when it came to murderous intent and ruthless determination to kill, they were unmatched.

    They were children of the Realm of War, after all. They had been forged and tempered by the Nightmare Spell, having lived a life that consisted of little more than bloodshed and conflict. Their past had molded them into killers, destroyers of things: that was the only way of life they had known, and the one they excelled at.

    Facing a Cursed Terror was a shock at first, but now that they were immersed in the battle, walking the thin line between existence and destruction, they were quickly learning how to fight their terrible enemy.

    The Thief Bird was ancient, unimaginably powerful, its vitality seemingly boundless…

    And yet, it was also demented and bestial, driven to madness by Corruption. Or perhaps it had never been sane to begin with; after all, why else would it steal the Weaver's eye even knowing that confronting the Demon of Fate was probably the worst idea anyone had ever conceived?

    So, although the Thief Bird was so resilient that even attacks from Supreme Titans rolled off it like raindrops, and although it showed no signs of serious injury despite being assaulted by their combined powers… it still diminished, slowly.

    The more wounds it sustained, the more its seemingly limitless vitality flowed. And the more its Will was battered, the less beyond saving it became.

    Even as their own Wills felt increasingly less inexhaustible as they suffered the terrible agony of their attacks, driven to a frenzy by pain.

    They traversed a starry sky; the Great River shone beautifully in the darkness far below.

    An instant later, they tore a fissure in the fractured reality and escaped into the blinding radiance of day, moving mere feet above the water.

    Then they plunged into the icy currents, rippling the surface of the Great River and raising colossal waves in their wake.

    Then…

    Suddenly, they were surrounded by absolute darkness, still water stretching as far as the eye could see. There was a familiar shape directly in front of them, rising from the ground of an immense island like a black trail.

    It was the Tower of Aletheia.

    Before Sunny could even realize what was happening, the three of them shattered it, destroying most of its intermediate floors and sending the top tumbling down the hillside.

    A devastating rain of stone debris descended upon the dark island, felling countless trees. The top of the tower rolled and crashed into the forest, destroying a vast swathe of it.

    An instant later, they were somewhere else, in a different time.

    The sky blazed with a million shades of crimson. The air was thick with the deafening roar of falling water, and a vast waterfall cascaded down in both directions beneath them, a boundless black abyss that stretched from columns of fine mist into infinity.

    There were ruins of an abandoned city being swept toward the Rim. Sunny recognized it too: it was Fallen Grace.

    It was Fallen Grace after the last of the Riverfolk had abandoned it to seek refuge in the Ark that Daeron of the Twilight Sea and King Kronos had built.

    As the mass of living flames that ravaged the Thief Bird rose, taking on a vaguely humanoid form, and raised a colossal beam of pure light like a sword to strike the neck of the hateful Terror, the first of the island-ships plummeted over the Rim, disappearing into the tumbling torrents of water and the infinite darkness beyond.

    An instant later, they were somewhere else.

    The dark shell of an enormous turtle moved through the water beneath them. When Nephis unleashed the Blessing with all his titanic force, the Thief Bird let out a shrill squawk and twisted its neck, somehow dodging the blow; it shouldn't have been possible the way space was supposed to work, but Nephis had failed.

    The Blessing struck like a sunbeam and cleanly cleaved the black shell beneath them, splitting the Great Monster in two.

    Before its blood mingled with the water, they were already beyond the horizon.

    Reality fractured once more, and they broke through the widening fissure, escaping into the light.
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      void_WALKER
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      So it was nephis, who cleaved the turtle from start of TOA in 2
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        6pain
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        We already knew it was Nephis, was just not sure how she travelled back in time to help her future self, like how the mad prince prepared the playing field for their arrival in the TOA
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    I think the next mini arc won't be about Sunny or Nephis apotheosising but be about the mystery of Oblivion and maybe shed light on why the Forgotten God was betrayed. I'm calling it now mark my words.
    Has nobody wondered how the Forgotten God became corrupted? Remember the God's themselves were said to be kin to the other Void beings so much so that the nephilim were born between the Sun God and one of the Void beings, allegedly. As much as they were opposites they should've been somewhat equal in power. Were the gods losing to the void beings in those early wars before the universe that they decided to sacrifice one of their own or did the Forgotten God collude with the Void beings first? Of course in battles where even Shadow God bled anything is possible. My intuition tells me Dream God should not have been corrupted and fallen that easily..especially considering how OP he should be by his divine attributes..Fate, Imagination, Dreams?? He shouldve been the most powerful in my opinion. i don't know the reason he was betrayed but Something tells me that the Daemon of Oblivion was either silenced or suicided because she knew too much.
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      epc211
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      corruption is the knowledge of the void the dream god was trapped in the void by the other 6 gods with the void beings the dream god wasnt corrupted before so the more interesting thing to find is why the dream god was betrayd by the other 6
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        That's what I said. What did the Forgotten God do? Was it deserved perhaps or are they innocent? Also, remember that the Gods being kin to the void should've inherently held knowledge of the void meaning they should been at least partially immune to the void beings corruption (which is not corruption do much so as say a gods domain except without specific universal laws embedded in them). The fact that they also battled these beings for that long shows it. The Daemons too battled at least one of these beings after the universe was established which is another sus thing that's easily glossed over.
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          Redist_King
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          It was said it was an accident
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            Chronicler
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            If you trip and fall thats an accident. If we get jumped by 🥷🥷 and we leave bro behind in the yard and close the door on him that ain't an accident.
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              Redist_King
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              For starters there was never a fight atleast from what we've seen, he just happened to be in the cage when it was placed. It's more likely that they couldn't free him otherwise the void creatures would've escaped too
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    2970 Burning Darkness

    Different skies, different faces of the Great River, night and day…

    Sunny, Nephis, and the Thief Bird hurtled through space and time, leaving behind a trail of fractured reality.

    It was a prodigious experience unlike anything any other had ever known… and yet, they barely registered it, completely absorbed in trying to kill each other.

    Sunny tore at the flesh of the Vile Thief Bird, trying to reach its heart and rip it out. The Vile Thief Bird shrieked and squawked, slashing at him and Nephis with its talons and piercing them with its beak. Nephis burned like a star, annihilating the very air around him, trying to reduce the Cursed Terror to ashes.

    In this fatal battle, where an enemy far more lethal than any they had ever faced was conjuring their destruction, she had to push her Aspect to its most extreme limits, inventing new ways to channel its power on the fly.

    The white flame engulfed the Thief Bird and, in turn, was enveloped by a vast and unfathomable shadow. It burned the Cursed Terror… but healed in the shadow of incinerating it.

    This was how Sunny managed to survive, for now, under the terrible onslaught of the cursed deity, and why it had not yet been annihilated by the merciless purity of her companion's radiant soul.

    As their incarnations fought furiously through the infinite labyrinth of fragmented time, their Wills were also locked in a vicious battle.

    The Thief Bird was weakened by the three curses, but its horrific Will remained as vast as the sky, as deep as the ocean, tyrannical and terrifying. However, Sunny and Nephis were not helpless in this divine clash, especially when they acted with a common goal in perfect harmony.

    The sum of their titanic Wills might not reach the immensity of a god's authority, but when it came to murderous intent and ruthless determination to kill, they were unmatched.

    They were children of the Realm of War, after all. They had been forged and tempered by the Nightmare Spell, having lived a life that consisted of little more than bloodshed and conflict. Their past had molded them into killers, destroyers of things: that was the only way of life they had known, and the one they excelled at.

    Facing a Cursed Terror was a shock at first, but now that they were immersed in the battle, walking the thin line between existence and destruction, they were quickly learning how to fight their terrible enemy.

    The Thief Bird was ancient, unimaginably powerful, its vitality seemingly boundless…

    And yet, it was also demented and bestial, driven to madness by Corruption. Or perhaps it had never been sane to begin with; after all, why else would it steal the Weaver's eye even knowing that confronting the Demon of Fate was probably the worst idea anyone had ever conceived?

    So, although the Thief Bird was so resilient that even attacks from Supreme Titans rolled off it like raindrops, and although it showed no signs of serious injury despite being assaulted by their combined powers… it still diminished, slowly.

    The more wounds it sustained, the more its seemingly limitless vitality flowed. And the more its Will was battered, the less beyond saving it became.

    Even as their own Wills felt increasingly less inexhaustible as they suffered the terrible agony of their attacks, driven to a frenzy by pain.

    They traversed a starry sky; the Great River shone beautifully in the darkness far below.

    An instant later, they tore a fissure in the fractured reality and escaped into the blinding radiance of day, moving mere feet above the water.

    Then they plunged into the icy currents, rippling the surface of the Great River and raising colossal waves in their wake.

    Then…

    Suddenly, they were surrounded by absolute darkness, still water stretching as far as the eye could see. There was a familiar shape directly in front of them, rising from the ground of an immense island like a black trail.

    It was the Tower of Aletheia.

    Before Sunny could even realize what was happening, the three of them shattered it, destroying most of its intermediate floors and sending the top tumbling down the hillside.

    A devastating rain of stone debris descended upon the dark island, felling countless trees. The top of the tower rolled and crashed into the forest, destroying a vast swathe of it.

    An instant later, they were somewhere else, in a different time.

    The sky burned with a million shades of crimson. The air was thick with the deafening roar of falling water.
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      my oh my, so the dark wanderer was the three of them from the very start
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        Rei-absolute
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        And the And they probably broke the sun too.
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        Eclipsey
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        Can you please remind me which Dark Wanderer you're talking about.....
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          Kai_the_Son_of_G3
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          ananke told them in their conversation that something in the sky shrouded in complete darkness move from time to time and that thing was the real reason why TOA got completely destroyed. hokage

          did something click in your mind after reading this chapter? I wanted to called you skimwalker but since you said 'please', I explain it sigh
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            Eclipsey
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            Reading ts at 1 am, cut me some slack bro gloom
            Ofc I can't comprehend a few things

            Also I lwk forgot that conversation
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            KimDokjassi
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            Holy epiphany
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        Ohshitimsorry
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        EXACTLY
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