In short, the baby was ugly and boring.
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"He-he. Well… I'll just call him Little Dumpling for now. We'll come up with a proper name after getting out of the Nightmare."
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Sunny shook his head, wondering if all parents were a little sick in the head. Well, they had to be. Otherwise, what would make them care for the poor infants? A bit of unreasonable affection went a long way...
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"What are you talking about? He's absolutely ugly. All infants are. And don't give me that look… you know I can't lie!"
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Even Sunny, who always expected the worst and was usually prepared to receive painful blows from fortune, felt like an incredible burden had been lifted from his heart.
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"It wasn't easy… but she's fine. They're both fine. Nephis helped."
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The shrill, loud sound of a baby crying.
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Sunny suppressed the desire to toss Mordret overboard. Not because doing so would lessen their chances of prevailing in Verge, even, but simply because he knew that getting rid of the bastard would not be that easy.
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"I'm not sure. All people seem a bit strange to me."
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As a result, he was often baffled and stumped by human behavior, and his attempts to imitate it, however diligent, inevitably fell flat. This strangeness made others uncomfortable. In short, he was a bit different — and if there was one thing people hated, it was those different from them.
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ch 1540 Clouded Judgment
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In fact, it was — it was the Sin of Solace whispering into his ear. The Sin of Solace, whose only purpose was to drive him mad. Was he a fool to listen to these whispers?
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"How terrible! Does the sky fall often, outside?"
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"You should remember it well, no? I had just helped Nephis win a bloody civil war, and then led all the surviving Dreamers of the Dark City to safety while the sky was more or less literally falling on our heads."
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He wasn't addressing the Dread Lord, however. He was addressing himself.
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Frowning slightly, Nephis followed.
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And then dove into the Dread Lord's corrupted soul.
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With it, the seventh core was born.
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Even Nephis showed some reactions, acting perplexed, bewildered, and slightly mortified when Effie forced her to hold the infant. Which was a very rare sight, and therefore precious.
Shadow Slave
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