Webnovel Author: golden_autumn - Novel Collection

'Wouldn't it make him… Dream God?'

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

of the Forgotten God]

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

Had any of them learned the secrets written by the Demon of Dread in the depths of a mystical lake? The lake that was hidden behind a tunnel full of Corruption, almost as if guarded by it. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

Sliding down a sharp stone slope felt infinitely less torturous than being surrounded by the horrid writing of Ariel, the Demon of Dread. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

Sure, knowing that he was an unreliable and treacherous, selfish person was bitter. But did it matter, really? He still did not regret his choice. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

It was a wooden staff she had used on the Forgotten Shore — one of the three Memories from her First Nightmare. The Endless Spring was now with Sunny, the Evertwine was with Nephis, and only the staff remained in Cassie's own soul arsenal. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

Sure, knowing that he was an unreliable and treacherous, selfish person was bitter. But did it matter, really? He still did not regret his choice. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

By now, Nephis must have already begun her assault on Verge. The Mad Prince, Torment, and Cassie… they had manipulate the events to make sure that the Nightmare was conquered, whether with or without Sunny. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

So what if all his previous selves had failed? They weren't him. He was the latest, and therefore the strongest. He wielded the accumulated legacy of all who came before, granted to him by the Mad Prince — the latest Mad Prince there had been — who remembered all the previous cycles through the Sin of Solace. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

Sure, knowing that he was an unreliable and treacherous, selfish person was bitter. But did it matter, really? He still did not regret his choice. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

Sure, knowing that he was an unreliable and treacherous, selfish person was bitter. But did it matter, really? He still did not regret his choice. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

It was a tough pill to swallow… to be disappointed in himself. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

What she wanted was to forge a weapon to resist fate. And that weapon… was a single variable. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

"Fool. There were countless versions of you that had come this far. Betrayal after betrayal, repeated endlessly in countless cycles... truly, your treachery knows no bounds."

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

"Fool. There were countless versions of you that had come this far. Betrayal after betrayal, repeated endlessly in countless cycles... truly, your treachery knows no bounds."

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

The sword wraith… looked more substantial, somehow. Walking out of the darkness, he looked at Sunny with contempt and smiled viciously:

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

How tragic it was, then, that all Aletheia had found there was her own doom… unless that was exactly what she had been searching for, of course. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

In fact, after saying goodbye to Cassie, he had not made a single sound. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree