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Chapter 1572: Testament of Dread
Shadow Slave

As it turned out… the daemons had not appeared out of nowhere, nor had they created themselves. Instead, they were born from the seven pieces of a god whose very existence had been erased from the world, concealed, and forbidden from being mentioned. The seventh god…

The Forgotten God. Who had been Dream God, once.

So, it was not that the origin of the daemons was unknown. It was just that their very existence was forbidden, and since no one was allowed to remember the Forgotten God, it seemed as if they had appeared from nowhere. Sunny shivered, and then looked ahead. There, the last cluster of light was burning under the surface of the dark lake. He walked forward, his legs numb. Soon, he reached the light and looked down, seeing runes once again. Taking slow steps, he studied them.

The message left behind by Ariel, the Demon of Dread, read:

[Here is the truth I leave behind

That reveals the lie of the gods

The Forgotten One slumbers

In the Void

Eternal, everchanging

Dreaming of escape

The gods, who were flawless

Learned shame

And were flawless no more

I am a child of their transgression

And thus, their Flaw]

Suddenly, he remembered the last thing Noctis had said to him, in the depths of the Secon Nightmare, just before Hope broke free of her chains. He remembered the weight of the four words the whimsical sorcerer had whispered:

'Never trust the gods.'

Sunny trembled. 'The gods… were flawless no more…'

Suddenly, he remembered the last thing Noctis had said to him, in the depths of the Secon Nightmare, just before Hope broke free of her chains. He remembered the weight of the four words the whimsical sorcerer had whispered:

'Never trust the gods.'

The gods… were liars, indeed. They left one of their own in the cage they had built to imprison the Void, and, full of shame, erased his existence from the world. Was that how the universal law of imperfection had been born? Or maybe it had gone the other way around, and it was precisely the creation of the law of imperfection that had given the gods the final push they needed to seal the Void.

Thus making the Forgotten God their Flaw. And, therefore, making the daemons, who had been born from his soul, living incarnations of that Flaw. Was that what Hope had meant when she spoke to him?

Hope, who had been imprisoned by Sun God, her kingdom destroyed, after mortals started worshiping her.

'Wait… no…' Was shame really what had made the gods forbid the knowledge of the Forgotten God from spreading? Or was there something deeper hiding behind that colossal lie?

'The law of imperfection…'

Everything in the world created by the gods was imperfect, including the gods themselves. Therefore… the seal they had placed on the Void had to be imperfect, as well.

Which meant that it could be broken. That, in a sense, was their Flaw, too. And therefore, the Forgotten God, who had been sealed in the void for so long, slumbering, could one day break free. What would happen if he did?

Suddenly, something clicked in Sunny's head. 'No… not what would happen.'

He paled, an expression of utter terror appearing on his face.

'What has happened.'

There were seven gods, not six.

And therefore, there had to be seven divine realms, not six, like Wind Flower had told him.

The waking world was the sixth, most likely belonging to War God…

While the Dream Realm was the seventh, belonging to the Forgotten God.

The Dream Realm, which was devouring all the rest and spreading Corruption to all of existence through the blooming Seeds of Nightmare.

Corruption was the result of the Void influencing that which had been created by the gods…

What would happen if one of the gods was exposed to the Void for eons, then?

Could there be a corrupted god? The God of Corruption?

Sunny trembled once again. That god… had already broken free of his seal. But, perhaps, he was still asleep. And all of existence was in the throes of his nightmare. 'The Forgotten God… has succumbed to Corruption.'

And the day he was released would have brought doom to the world created by the gods. So, they had to have done everything in their power to prevent him from growing stronger, restless, and awakening from his slumber. They had erased all mentions of his existence from the world. They had forbidden the daemons from siring offspring, thus preventing the propagation the lineage of the Forgotten God.

And they had destroyed Hope's kingdom when people started worshiping her… and, through her, the god from whom she was created. Which was a really cruel punishment, considering that daemons had not even been aware of their origin at the time. After all, the description of the Mantle of the Underworld stated it clearly about Nether…

[...He wasn't the first to lead his army against the gods. However, he was the first to shed their blood, as well as learn the secrets of his own.] Nether had been the first to reveal the lie of the gods and learn the truth of his origin. Sunny gritted his teeth, feeling sick.

'Damnation… damnation…'

Finally, the history of the Dream Realm was revealed in front of him. Except for the very end of it. What had happened during the Doom War?

How had the gods and the daemons perished?

How had the seal of the Void been broken?

And if it had been broken, why wasn't all of existence already consumed by it?

Why was the Forgotten God still sleeping, instead of awakening to devour everything?

Most importantly of all…

What was the true purpose of the Nightmare Spell, and what was Weaver's real goal?

Remembering the scheming daemon, Sunny suddenly shuddered.

'Wait… wait a minute…'

The daemons had been forbidden from propagating, and yet the Demon of Fate still secretly created a lineage. The forbidden lineage… which Sunny had inherited. Since the blood of Weaver was flowing through his veins…

Did it mean that he had actually inherited the lineage of the Forgotten God?

'What the hell does that mean?!'

Sunny raised his hands and clutched at his hair. He was a bit overwhelmed. After finally solving countless mysteries about the past of the world, despite that very knowledge having been forbidden from being learned by a divine law… he was left with one final set of questions. But these questions were perhaps the most important, because they directly influenced the present — and, therefore, the future. His future, as well as that of everyone he knew. 'Argh!'

Sunny would have loved to spend an eternity contemplating the many harrowing revelations he had received. But he wasn't sure that he could endure it, at the moment. Most importantly… he didn't have time!

His freedom was here, somewhere, in the Estuary of the Great River.

Hidden at the very heart of it…

Where the most burdensome truth Ariel wanted to be free of should have been buried.

Sunny had to reach it before Nephis burned the First Seeker to ash. Therefore, gritting his teeth, he tried to calm his frenzied mind and hurriedly walked forward.

'Lying gods, forgotten gods, corrupted gods… I'll deal with all of this later!'

The Forgotten God dreamed of being free…

Well, Sunny dreamed of being free, as well!

And his wish was almost within his grasp.

So, he was going to make sure that he didn't fail to grasp it, at all costs.

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    Guru
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    The Forgotten God dreamed of being free…

    Well, Sunny dreamed of being free, as well!
    sunny is forgotten god what what what
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    Karl_de_cori
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    Мне кажется, что Санни не единственный наследник запретной родословной. Сын Афины тоже наследник, как и его отец наследник родословной Забвения.
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    Niroko D EIZO
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    Wow...just...mind-blowing...wow...
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    GoodKnight_
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    Não sei o motivo, mas quando li o titulo do capitulo 1579 eu pensei que quando Sunny tivesse seu desejo realizado todos esqueceriam dele, seria um payoff muito bom.
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      Dummybaron
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      I thought the same, but unfortunately
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    Warrior of void
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    Has the bird severed its connection to the spell? Or has it severed its connection to the Weaver and therefore also to fate?
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    Xenko
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    So, correct me if I'm wrong, in the span of 1 chapter Sunny became a god damn Saint AND got Soul weave, which is an incredible power up
    And previous like... 500? 700? chapters the only thing we've got was an sixth core and an fourth mastery of shadow dance

    Is this some carmic reward for waiting so long or what?
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      Uchia-Madara-Pathway
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      I don't think he's a saint yet. He only got his soul upgraded
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        Xenko
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        Well, he completed the nightmare, so he should be
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    Pro100zver25
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    1579: Forgotten

    Sunny had reached the very heart of the Estuary.

    There, hidden in the depth of a towering mountain, a vast cavern was filled with darkness. A single ray of bright light fell from somewhere high above, illuminating a small island rising from the glossy black water.

    There was a beautiful tree growing on the island, its leaves a sea of pale magenta. As the branches of the tree swayed slightly under the wind, the leaves fell down on the surface of the water, making its reflection ripple.

    And in the shadow of those branches, a simple stone sarcophagus stood, its lid covered by withered leaves.

    It made… for a vivid and breathtaking sight.

    The heart of the Estuary was peaceful, like an island of safety and tranquility in a world full of nothing but dread. And yet… it was also poignant and mournful. As soon as Sunny entered the cavern, he felt a strange melancholy fill his heart, as though an echo of a great sorrow that had been experienced here by someone, sometime, still resided in this sacred and silent sanctuary.

    He shifted slightly.

    «Why… why is there a grave here?»

    The great black pyramid was called the Tomb of Ariel, but it was not the place where the Demon of Dread had been buried. Instead, it was a place he had built to bury unbearable truths. So, it was not really a tomb.

    …Or was it?

    Sunny stared at the unadorned sarcophagus, struck silent by the overwhelming sorrow that remained here even now, thousands of years after the daemons and the gods were no more.

    He knew that the Tomb of Ariel was not a burial place for someone because of the words the Demon of Dread had shared with Weaver. Ariel had said so himself — what he had buried here were the hideous truths he did not wish to remember.

    But that was the thing. If Ariel did not remember what he had buried in this tomb of his, then didn't it mean that his words could not be trusted?

    Who was to say that he had not buried someone precious here, and then chose to forget about his sorrow?

    Suddenly, Sunny remembered the description of the Mirror of Truth. Weaver's strange words…

    [«I have not known that you've built a tomb, nor have I ever seen it. How would I know to admire it? I just happened to be here by chance. Now that I've seen it, my heart is untouched. I feel nothing.»

    «You wanted to be free of the truth, so you didn't deserve it.»]

    Why did it feel… that although Ariel had forgotten his sorrow, Weaver remembered?

    Had the Demon of Fate really happened to visit the Nightmare Desert and stumble upon the great pyramid by chance?

    And if it was not a coincidence…

    Then who was buried here, at the heart of Ariel's Tomb? Forlorn, and forgotten.

    Looking at the sarcophagus that rested under the branches of the beautiful tree, Sunny inhaled sharply.

    «Oblivion. The answer… is Oblivion.»

    The Tomb of Ariel was where the Demon of Oblivion had been buried by her brother. Somehow, he was sure of it.

    Wasn't it sad, even for her death to be forgotten?

    «Wait, no… no, that doesn't make any sense!»

    Suddenly, Sunny was confused. How could Oblivion have been dead? Six daemons had risen in rebellion against the heavens, while the seventh — Weaver — refused. Because of that, the Demon of Fate had been despised and hunted both by the six daemons and the six gods.

    If Oblivion had been dead all along, then how could there have been six daemons participating in the war and pursuing Weaver? Something… fundamentally did not make sense about all this.

    And yet, Sunny could not shake off the feeling of certainty about who it was that had been buried in the heart of the Tomb of Ariel.

    It was the Demon of Oblivion

    «What does it mean?!»

    Taken aback and awestruck, he winced and closed his eyes for a moment. More importantly, what did it mean for him?

    Cassie had said that he would gain freedom from fate if he reached the very heart of the Estuary. Well, here he was, at its innermost sanctum. Even if there was a grave of a daemon in front of him… how was it supposed to break the chains of fate that bound him?

    Sunny hesitated for a while, feeling a sense of solemn awe at the sigh of the peaceful grave. Then, he took a deep breath and took a step forward.

    If he had any doubt that an unimaginable being was buried here, it disappeared as Sunny crossed the still expanse of dark water and approached the small island. The closer he got, the more sacred the silent cavern seemed, and the more pressure he felt.

    Even in death, the being resting in the stone sarcophagus emanated enough of it to crush a mundane person and make their soul collapse. Sunny, meanwhile, was able to reach the island and step onto its soil, albeit with difficulty.

    As the withered leaves rustled under his feet, he walked to the sarcophagus and stopped in front of it, looking at the weathered surface of the stone lid. Then, following an impulse, he raised a hand and cleaned it from fallen leaves.

    There were no runes on the sarcophagus, no carvings. Nothing to indicate who was buried inside, as no mark left to remember them by. It was nestled between the roots of the ancient tree, as if they were growing through it… or from it.

    Taking a deep breath, Sunny fell silent and listened to his intuition. What was he supposed to do here?

    His intuition… was telling him to look up.

    He did just that, and noticed that one of the branches of the tree was hanging low, pulled down by the weight of a beautiful golden fruit. The fruit glistened as it basked in the light falling from the ceiling of the cavern.

    Sunny hesitated for a few moments, then raised a hand and easily plucked the fruit off the branch.

    His mind was in turmoil.

    «Am I… really doing this?»

    There was no answer. But he had already made it so far…

    Letting out a sigh, Sunny brought the fruit to his mouth and sunk his teeth into its succulent flesh.

    It was the sweetest thing he had ever tasted.

    Without wasting any time, Sunny satisfied his hunger and quenched his first by consuming the mystical fruit. He did not know what to expect, exactly, but felt that it would be like the fruits of the sacred tree growing on the deck of the Chain Breaker — which contained soul essence within them.

    Granted, it could also be like fruits of the Soul Devourer, which contained soul fragments, as well as enthralled those consuming them with an insidious hex.

    However, nothing of the sort happened. After finishing the divine fruit, Sunny received neither essence nor fragments. He was not enthralled, either.

    Instead…

    There was a strange feeling in the depths of his soul. A chillingly familiar feeling.

    Sunny's eyes widened.

    «Don't tell me…»

    In the next moment, he let out a terrible shriek and fell on the lid of the sarcophagus.
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      Pro100zver25
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      1580: What You Wished For.

      «Gods… oh gods…»

      The pain… was exquisite. It was inconceivable.

      It was the kind of pain that could kill a person, or at least make the pass out in an instant. Sadly, the latter did not happen, because the pain was not physical.

      Instead, its source was Sunny's soul, which was being altered and transformed.

      Not in a way it had been changed every time a new core was formed, but rather in a way his blood and bones had been altered in the past.

      «Aaargh!»

      Sunny hit the lid of the sarcophagus with enough force to split his skin and fell to the ground, the carpet of leaves softening his fall.

      «Wh-what… what the hell?! How… is… this possible?!»

      He knew what was happening to him. However, he had no idea why it was happening, and how eating the golden fruit from the tree growing above the grave of Oblivion had caused it.

      In any case, Sunny had no choice but to endure.

      He wasn't shy about screaming and howling in pain, though, especially because there was no one here to witness his sorry state.

      «D-damn it! Damn it! D… damn it all!»

      After an eternity — this time, quite a literal one, considering that time did not exist in the Estuary — Sunny found himself laying on the ground, staring blindly at the beautiful crown of the mystical tree. His body felt weak, and his face was wet with tears.

      «…Curses.»

      That one was definitely going into the collection of the most horrendous agonies he had experienced. What place? Probably not the first, which was still held by activating the [Where is my eye?] enchantment of Weaver's Mask. But it was a confident second.

      Sunny groaned, and then shakily rose to his feet. Then, he took inventory of his soul.

      It felt… different, somehow. And much, much more potent. Already knowing what he would see, Sunny summoned the runes.

      «It can't be… can it?»

      But it could.

      There, in the shimmering field of runes, a new string appeared in the list of his Attributes.

      Pale as a ghost, Sunny read:

      Attributes: [Fated], [Flame of Divinity], [Master of Shadows], [Blood Weave], [Bone Weave], [Marble Shell]…

      And at the very end, a new one:

      […Soul Weave.]

      He sucked in air, stunned.

      «How the hell…»

      Concentrating on the new string, he read the description:

      Attribute Description:

      [You have inherited a part of Weaver's forbidden lineage. Your soul has been altered and imbued with stalwart potency.]

      [A lonely demon shed tears standing above a forgotten grave. A tree grew from the ground where the demon's tears fell, and from it grew a wondrous fruit.]

      Sunny stared at the runes for a while, then dismissed them and concentrated on his soul.

      It felt… reinforced, somehow.

      His essence felt much more potent, and the rate at which it replenished itself was much faster. The soul itself seemed more robust and durable, capable of withstanding a terrible amount of damage and maintaining its integrity even if large swathes of it were entirely destroyed.

      Briefly diving into the soul sea, Sunny glanced at his six lightless cores. They did not look very different, at the surface, apart from the fact that the dark flames burning within them seemed even darker now, and more fierce.

      However, once he peered into the depths of his cores… was he seeing things, or had he glimpsed a weave of ethereal golden strings creating a graceful pattern within the six black suns?

      Sunny left the Soul Sea, both elated and perplexed.

      «So… I inherited another part of Weaver's lineage. Soul Weave. That's great.»

      It was, indeed, a remarkable boon.

      «…But what the hell was it doing here?»

      It was already shocking enough to find Oblivion's grave. But why was a fragment of Weaver's lineage left there? If anything, it should have been Oblivion's lineage… apart from the fact that no daemon except for the Demon of Fate had created one.

      It was as though Weaver lost a part of his… her?… soul at the grave of Oblivion, for some reason. But why?

      How had the two of them been connected?

      And did it have something to do with the strange incongruity in the number of daemons that had participated in the Doom War?

      Sunny did not know.

      But all of it… was highly suspicious.

      And it wasn't even the most pressing question.

      «Yes, it's great that my soul has grown stronger…»

      But where was his promised freedom? How was Soul Weave supposed to break the shackles of fate?

      Sunny pursed his lips, unsure of what exactly was happening. Had Cassie been wrong? Had she…

      But then, something distracted him from these thoughts.

      From the corner of his eye, Sunny noticed an ominous detail. Looking down, he stared at the Guiding Light, which had rolled away from him when he fell down, and was now laying to the side of the stone sarcophagus.

      The crystal at the top of the sacred staff was still shining. However, it wasn't pointing at the sarcophagus.

      Instead, it was pointing into the darkness behind it.

      Sunny slowly looked up… at that moment, it felt as though a ripple spread through the world. His surroundings suddenly felt less substantial, as if reality itself was slowly dissipating.

      His eyes widened.

      «The Nightmare… it's starting to collapse!»

      Somewhere far away, Nephis must have delivered a fatal blow to the First Seeker.

      But Sunny could not concentrate on that thought for too long. Because just then, he noticed something moving in the darkness.

      A hunched, towering shape that filled him with indescribable horror.

      «H-how did I not notice… before…»

      A giant creature had been hiding in the darkness of the vast cavern, hidden completely from his sight, his nose, and even his shadow sense, despite being the size of a hill. It had a hunched back, a disheveled mantle of messy black feathers, a terrifying beak, and mighty wings that were vast even when folded, hiding its gaunt body.

      And a vile soul filled with more Corruption than he had ever seen, spreading outward from six grotesquely giant nodes.

      «A… a Cursed Terror…»

      Horrified, Sunny took an involuntary step back.

      And just as he did, a pair of round, utterly insane eyes pierced him with a demented look.

      A terrible pressure crashed into him, making it hard to breathe.

      The Cursed Terror that had been hiding behind Oblivion's grave… was a giant, mad, and unmistakably vile bird.

      «D-damnation!»

      Sunny took a step back, but at the moment, the vile bird lunged forward, its demented eyes igniting with avarice and greed.

      Before he could even react, he was drowned by its loathsome shadow. And then, its talons plunged into his chest.

      Sunny gasped.

      However, the talons did not rip his flesh apart. Instead, they dove much deeper, finding their way into his very soul.

      If he had time to enter the Soul Sea at that moment, he would have seen the shapeless form of the Vile Thieving Bird's Spawn being snatched by the crooked talons.

      And yet, they did not stop there.

      Passing through Sunny's soul, the talons dug even deeper, into the depths of his being he had not even known existed.

      And there, they grabbed onto something else.

      Onto countless strings that were wrapped around him tightly, surrounding him like a Chrysalis.

      Or like the strings that held up a marionette.

      Straining itself, the vile bird struggled for a few moments… and snatched those strings, too, somehow ripping them away from his existence.

      Sunny opened his mouth, trying to scream, but no sound came out of his mouth.

      There was another sound, though.

      The voice of the Spell, whispering into his ear as the Nightmare collapsed around him:

      [Your nightmare is… your… you nightmare is… is…]

      It never finished speaking. Instead, the familiar voice broke and abruptly grew quiet, leaving him in utter, lonely, and terrifying silence.

      «What… the hell… is h-happening?!»

      And then, everything disappeared.

      The heart of the Estuary was gone. The beautiful tree and the sarcophagus resting beneath its branches were gone, too.

      The harrowing bird plunging its talons into his chest was nowhere to be seen.

      Sunny found himself in utter darkness.

      …And then, he was expelled from that darkness.
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        ZEXOS
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        Finally, the 3rd nightmare is over. Can't wait to see what he got
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          Vernaidia
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          the spell bugged out, would not be surprised if he got nothing
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        Royalty Ducky
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        why dont u guys mass realese to the site itself so that it can be easier to read .reading from comments gets annoying
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          Royalty Ducky
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          wait where is my other comment?? why did it get deleted
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          ZEXOS
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          It's easier to post in comments cuz we can't upload it to the website unless we are admins. But also if we try to send them chapters and till they upload it it's gonna take another time. So we hurry to post them in comments cuz we know that readers can't wait another moment as much as us. Hope i answered your question
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        Ojisd
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        The bird who took weaver's eye?
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          حمد
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          yeah
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        James005
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        i think that cursed terror is future sunny's echo
        or this bird must out rank the creature in the stone maze that 'judge' the souls ,

        either way i think the possibility of it being an echo is high (it can also be future neph's echo..,.. she was not mentioned anywhere , but for future sunny to enter the estuary he must have another mirror of truth memory or something similar and also neph's help so i think she is also in the estuary together with him)
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          Royalty Ducky
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          it has a corrupted soul core ,i dont think echos have them
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        Rei-absolute
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        Finalmente ele ganho outra parte da linhagem do tecelao, eu já achava que tava na hora, e parece que o feitiço do pesadelo n tá funcionando corretamente pro sunny será que ele não será mais um usuário do pesadelo mais ainda mantendo os poderes?
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        Dummybaron
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        Full colection, now we only need Weaver's tissues(Muscles, organs etc.)
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        BlankDjinn
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        Thank you :)

        Bit did the bird just destroy Sunny’s connection to the nightmare spell??? That’s utterly terrifying if so!!! I don’t think that’s what happened but if so that’s huge he will have to progress the natural way then
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        Guy_Might
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        So I think Cassie saw that Bird would steal something very precious from Sunny.

        Something which sunny hated and yearned to be free of. It is his fate or to be blunt, his fated attribute.

        The bird took away this attribute which helped sunny so much so far but also was the cause of sunny's misery.

        Now in a sense, he isn't fated for anything or any outcome and this is truly free to have his fate be according to his own actions.

        I think it'll be hard for him to gain stronger as quick or good things fall into his lap because he's not fated anymore.

        And it also means that he causes the butterfly effect in the large weave the the spell so he's going to be the ace in destroying the spell.
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          Xenko
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          A big question what exactly did the bird stole, the thing shacking Sunny's soul might as well be Shadow Bond, and not the fated attribute

          Not a very valid reason, but........
          [Fated] is just too good of a narrative tool to explain shenanigans happening with Sunny, so I doubt G3 will dispose of it so easily
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          Cj.17
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          I would agree with u on this. And as someone said about the future sunny being in the tomb, maybe this is what he came back for? Cus I think fated somehow has something to do with weaver I believe.
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        6pain
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        The Vile Thieving Bird severed Lost From Light connection to the nightmare spell, he is free from the rules of the spell. He can now transcend like the river people transcend.
        He will now have to weave he’s own interface to the spell.
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    حمد
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    I will take a shower. I hope when I come the new chapters will be released here
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    REN・DOVERঐ
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    The fact that Sunny said a “mere transcended” can't Rob him of his shadow sight has to be the greatest sentences he's ever said. He knows if he's put on a fight with a Saint right now, he'd body them frs.... Mans got that dawg in him
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    Narutoclone1853
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    Building on Jester's theory.
    The future sunny is one of sunny's shadows.
    Do you guys remember the lost shadows in the labyrinth below the hollow mountains? There were lost shadows there. Just shadows of people without bodies or anything. Sunny absorbed them at that point.
    So my guess is sunny & co go to hollow mountains but sunny is attacked by the thing that created those shadows. Then Nephis & the lost shadows (there will be 7 since sunny has 7 shadows) go to Ariels tomb to find a cure for him or smth.
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