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He enjoyed the view a great deal. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

"These are my guards. Don't mind them… they are deaf, and won't hear us."

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

There had been a time when Cronos possessed a youthful body and an even younger soul. His soul was still young, all things considered, but his body had turned decrepit and frail. It was full of aches, felt stiff in the mornings, and had to be handled with care. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

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Magic's Return: I Can See The Spirits

Fantasy · SleepDeprivedSloth

'It was him… the Mad Prince. He must be the one who created the Estuary Key.'

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

It was because its weave was different from every weave he knew, and much simpler than them at that. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

On the third day, they cleared one of the two mess halls. After that, however, Sunny and Nephis stopped — they decided to leave the rest of the inner compartments alone, at least until reaching Fallen Grace. They briefly considered cleaning one of the other cabins to have separate sleeping quarters, but eventually dropped that idea. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

Perhaps it was because, deep down, Sunny had always known the hideous truth. He had just closed his eyes to it, not wanting to bear its weight, and found solace in convincing himself that they would think of something later… even though there was nothing they could do to change the bitter outcome. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

"You and I, and everyone we know… we were born to destroy things, not save them."

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

He didn't have the heart to tell her that what waited in the Estuary was the source of the Defilement, and not a magical well that granted everyone their dearest wishes. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

"Yes. They say that the world was born from a wish. And so, a Well of Wishes is hidden at the estuary of the River… because it flows back in time, to the moment when the world was born. Anyone who reaches there will have their most dear wish come true."

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

For now, however, what lay ahead was the past. Sunny had to travel far into the past, meet Dusk of the Fallen Grace, find the members of the cohort, and conquer this damned Nightmare. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

'Granted… I only survived fighting the Sybil of the Fallen Grace by luck. And now I need to survive this storm, somehow, to meet her again. What a ridiculous turn of events, really…"

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

Her warning came a split second too late. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

Come to think of it, how had the Doom War ended? What had actually happened to the daemons, the gods… and Weaver? Where did the Corruption that had devoured the Dream Realm come from, and why?

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

"Goodnight!"

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

With a sigh, Sunny placed a hand on Neph's shoulder and pulled her closer, allowing her to lean on him slightly. He didn't say anything, and neither did she. Together, they watched the lighthouse draw nearer. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

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Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

[Ascended! Prepare for your Third Trial!]

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

The group made its way into the ruin, stepping across obsidian glass. Inside, the floor was just the same — everything told the story of furious flames that had raged within the structure once, turning it into a scorched husk. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree