Shadow Slave

So... this is it, then.

The Tomb of Ariel had been built from the remains of the Stone Titan, while the Great River created from its blood was contained within it, illuminated by the seven suns made from its broken soul cores.

The secret hidden at the Estuary was the truth that Ariel had wished to forget. The Nightmare Desert was the result of the battle between him and the unholy creature.

Looking at the blue sky above them, Sunny couldn't help but wonder...

So the daemons were capable of creating artificial worlds?

Then, a sudden thought made him shiver.

What is the difference between a real world and an artificial one, though?

Was there even a difference? And if there was not... had the rest of the worlds been created by someone, as well? The daemons? The gods? The unknown?

He sighed, then shook his head.

Do I really have time to ponder the cosmic origins of the world?

Right now, they had more practical questions to answer. Many of the mysteries of the Third Nightmare had been revealed to them, but many more remained. At least they now knew where they were, and what their next step had to be.

Travel downstream, find the syblis, and learn how to conquer this Seed.

Well... that is easier said than done, though.

the azure serpent's dorsal fin break its

appeared on his

of silence, he said: "Neph... do

crazy answer, like

Beast is two whole Ranks above us, which would usually mean that there is no hope. But then again, we did

between a Corrupted creature and a Fallen one is much greater than the difference between a Fallen creature and an Awakened one... while the gap between a Great abomination and a Corrupted one is even greater still. Worse yet,

intensely, Sunny slowly nodded.

I can still

unexpected words,

them were strong, and they were even stronger together. There were his Shadows, and the powerful Memories they possessed. Most importantly, the azure serpent was a mere

all kinds of devious schemes, with Nephis trailing not far

were perilous, but

to gamble with our lives. There might not

for a

Their current goal was to travel downstream, far into the past, and find those humans who had escaped the war between the gods

the Great Monster they were using as shelter, meanwhile, was being slowly dragged

Turtle was like a ship that could very well take them all the way to their destination. Since that was

the worse at any moment. The future was

are moving downstream, wouldn't it be the

"What do we do, then? What is our

looked up. The seven suns were already starting to drown in the radiant waters of the Great River, and the dawn of the eastern horizon was slowly fading into the pitch blackness of

Nephis lowered her gaze.

but I am thoroughly exhausted. I haven't

Sunny smiled crookedly.

sky, but as it turned out, doing nothing was very exhausting. Especially when one was suspended between the surface of a mystical river and the sky, having to keep an eye on