Shadow Slave

Chapter 1931 Torch Bearer 'He actually did it.'

Today was another day of celebration, but Orum remembered too much, and felt too much, to share in the excitement that had seemingly taken the entire world by storm.

He was dressed in his best clothes, standing in the grand assembly hall of the UHG headquarters. The somber space had been transformed into a lavishly decorated venue for the occasion, and there was a lively crowd enjoying the generous banquet — those who wielded power over humanity and the members of their families, all dressed to the nines and glowing with joy.

Orum should have probably felt pride in being one of them, but he was not in the right mood.

He was not young anymore, having passed thirty last year. He was also not an inexperienced greenhorn who barely knew how to kill a Nightmare Creature. Instead, he was one of the most renowned Awakened in the Waking World, ruling a Citadel of his own in the Dream Realm... his status was not as high as that of the brilliant heroes who had become the idols of humanity, perhaps, but not far below them.

That was why Orum felt frozen and somber in the middle of the joyful celebration.

There were others like him, as well — mostly those who had endured the horrors of the Nightmare Spell from the very first day of its descent.

That was because they understood better than anyone what today‘s ceremony meant, and how many lives had been lost to pave the road for it.

Today... they were celebrating Immortal Flame, the fiery champion of humanity, who had done something they all considered impossible.

Who had conquered the Second Nightmare.

Orum raised a crystal glass to his lips and took a sip of the liquid inside, not feeling its taste.

Immortal Flame was not the first Awakened who had responded to the Call and led a cohort into a Seed of Nightmare... in fact, many had tried before, some burning with ambition, some simply unable to resist the Call anymore. It was just that none of them had returned alive — Orum had lost plenty of friends that way, their absence leaving deep scars on his heart.

Some people still held hope, but most had long given up on Ascendance. Immortal Flame had changed everything. His impossible feat shook the very foundation of the established world order, and would inevitably and completely change the future... Orum was sure of it.

Nightmares again. He was even tempted to consider it himself... but no, he couldn't. He had a family

But still.

'Ascendance…’

him briefly when entering the venue. of course,

to an Awakened one, an Ascended human should be an invincible existence to people like Orum. Which was

down his drink and let out a

Flame. What he did... proves that conquering

an invaluable blessing,

good rapport with the UHG. Having access to its information network, as well as one of his own, he knew that the rumors about a greater

the Nightmare Spell descended, people had thought that the world was saved for a few years. He still remembered the elation and optimism of those precious

growing more potent... there was already a classification system proposed, designating these new rifts as those of the

maybe even

horror look like, Orum did not know, and could not imagine. He did know one thing, though. It was that there would be nothing but chilling escalation in the future, with more terrifying beings entering the Waking World each year. If humans wanted to survive, they would have to keep up

was why what Immortal Flame had achieved was

he was the first human to become Ascended, but because he had proven that conquering a Nightmare was possible. That Ascension was

his glass on a nearby table and went to the far side of the hall, planning to

the dire future when his concentration was broken by infectious

doing what children usually did during the gatherings of adults — being bored

twelve years old, wearing a frilly gown that made her look like a little princess and a

dragging a serious boy of the same age by the hand, saying something e on, Vale! I really saw an Echo. It's

boy pursed

Madoc said that I must stay