Shadow Slave

Chapter 1802 Restoration The concept called "tether" by Masters and Saints was a mysterious, but simple thing. It was a sort of Imprint one could leave on the world by using their essence. The spot marked by the imprint was where one's soul was anchored to the world Masters could only imprint themselves on the waking world, but Saints could imprint themselves on the Dream Realm, as well.

In addition to that, the tethers placed by Saints were much more expansive and deeply rooted in the fabric of the realm than those placed by Masters. In fact, Sunny was quite certain that they were entirely different things - it was just that both served the same purpose, so humans just used the same word for both.

The reason why Transcendent tethers were so much more robust than the Ascended ones was because of the nature of Saints. The soul of a Saint was connected to the world, and so, it interacted with the world much closer.

For example, Saints could absorb spirit essence from their surroundings.

In rare cases, they could also pour their soul essence out into the world.

There was no need to mention how vital the former was, but the latter was more or less useless. The soul essence would swiftly dissipate if it wasn't poured into a special vessel - like a Memory, for example.

However, one time when pushing one's own essence onto the world was necessary was the process of creating a tether.

If manipulated in a special way, the essence would leave an Imprint on the area where it had been unleashed before dissipating. That imprint was the tether, and since it maintained a faint connection with the Saint's soul, it was possible to pull on the connection to step between realms and return to the place where one's soul was imprinted.

Only two tethers could exist at a time, one in each world. It was necessary to break the connection with the old one before creating a new one... well, in Sunny's case, each of his incarnations could place two of their own.

Regardless, that was what Sunny was doing now he was pushing his essence into the world and controlling its flow to create an imprint. The process took some time, and was quite arduous.

However, he was not doing it blindly.

Instead of allowing his essence to cover the area freely, he tried to concentrate all of it in an isolated spot. Namely... the Gateway of the ancient temple.

Soon, his tether started to take form.

And then, something unexpected happened.

There seemed to be a strange reaction between the Gateway and the forming tether. It was as if the two had been created to exist together all along - not only the strain on Sunny lessened significantly, as if the process had taken on a life of Its own, but he also felt as if the imprint was becoming deeper, and also different in some way.

At the same time, Sunny felt something changing within his soul.

It was as if a mystical bond was being established, connecting him to the ancient temple.

He... he felt very strange.

Diving into the Soul Sea, Sunny saw that the vast expanse of still water was still no more. Instead, it was surging, boiling almost, with great waves rolling on the dark surface.

As if someone had thrown a huge boulder into the black water, sending ripples spreading across the silent expanse of his soul.

'What...'

the water at the very heart

familiar black edifice rose

had been before its roof collapsed, and its gates were broken

waters calmed down, and the Soul Sea grew still and silent once more.

black stone standing on

stared at it with wide

‘…I'll be damned.’

That was... pretty cool.

what he could do with that connection, and what it was meant for. If he was still

enchantments of the Memories it created to most Awakened. Who knew how

to explore and

Until then, however...

I even

possession of an unknown Citadel. Ruling one was not in his plans -

hesitating for a while, Sunny

I can spend a few days here. Having a secret lair to return to wouldn't hurt,

now. So, he had no choice but to consider

lining to the unexpected situation,

least, Sunny wasn't homeless

***

traveling across the clear blue sky, and the snow covering

was a stunned expression on his

incarnations were resting on the lower steps, panting heavily. One was tiredly rubbing his shoulders. Another was leaning on a broom made by manifesting shadows. A third one was sprawled on the black stone, lazily staring at the sky. lіght\nоvel\world~c`о/m. There was one who was pouring

busy cleaning up the

special stone to rebuild the broken roof... he could scavenge some from

he was good at all things having to do with craftsmanship, not only because of experience and practice, but also because of Bone Weave. His fingers were dexterous

Nameless Temple to a decent state was not the reason why Sunny was

was the discovery made by his original

had explored his new Citadel. Of course, he had discovered the mystical

took him a while to figure out what that

its purpose was hidden in the connection

'So... it can move.’

and studied the desolate mountain

and wondered what madness forced the builders to carry the great weight of black marble to

now, he knew that the ancient temple had been built elsewhere, and had stood elsewhere, before appearing on this mountain peak

again, now that it had an

idea formed in his

his avatars and studied each one for a few