The Exploration Report on Everything had certainly caused quite a stir. Sunny had expected that he would be dealing with the consequences for quite so ti... but who would have thought that sothing else was going to steal the spotlight in a matter of weeks?
Riding across the barren expanse of the Eastern Quadrant, Sunny looked at the sky and let out a wistful sigh.
Mordret was a Supre now, which ant that from the point of view of the public, he was the second Sovereign of humanity. The news would spread among the population soon, and it was bound to take at least so of the attention away from the Exploration Report. After all, most people were more interested in the happenings of today than they were in ancient history.
Co to think of it...
Sunny's sigh was followed by a quiet groan.
"The King of Nothing."
With a title like that, as well as the timing of his ascent to the throne of Supremacy... Mordret was bound to be mistaken for Nobody, wasn't he? Sunny remained silent for a while, swaying in the saddle.
Then, he let a chuckle and said with a hint of vindictive amusent in his voice:
"Good... good! Let him draw the fire away for ."
Honestly, the idea of Mordret becoming the protagonist of countless ridiculous rumors and having his na dragged through the mud by unscrupulous gossip columnists was kind of appealing. The best part, though, was that the bastard would have no idea how he had ended up in that situation... and who was to bla.
Imagining Mordret's expression when crowds of misguided fools kept accosting him improved Sunny's mood a lot.
"Wouldn't it be fun, him attaining Supremacy only to find out that all people want to talk to him about is a research paper written by soone else?" Knowing Mordret, that would certainly thrown him for a loop. Not only because people would keep seeking him out for strange reasons, but also because he had no idea who Nobody truly was, either.
Sunny let out a wicked laugh.
Hearing it, Nightmare looked back and stared at him for a mont, then turned away and let out an absolutely terrifying, chilling neigh.
It seed like he was expressing solidarity, or simply did not wish to be left out.
Sunny smiled.
"Right? You make a good point, buddy."
Sadly, his horse was not the best conversation partner, so they continued their journey in silence.
And speaking of silence and bad conversation partners...
Sunny's thoughts turned to a different event that had happened soon after he regained his senses.
'Oh, yes. There was that, as well.'
He thought back to a particular day on the Forgotten Shore.
week
"Well, this is... interesting.'
A few days after regaining consciousness, Sunny found himself in the underground hall of the Naless Temple, far away from the bustling streets of Bastion. Granted, the streets of the Dark City were bustling, as well — having been absent for a couple of weeks, he was behind schedule on the reconstruction efforts, so thousands of his shades were currently hard at work.
He was using the simple tasks of preparing the Dark City for potential settlers to get accustod to how vast his mind had beco due to Mind Weave. Before, Sunny could only issue simple commands to his shades — if he wanted sothing more intricate to be done, he had to actively observe and instruct them. Needless to say, that slowed the work down.
But now, Sunny could observe and instruct countless shades at the sa ti. So, the pace with which they were cleaning up the Dark City had increased trendously.
From the simple tasks like clearing the collapsed and unstable buildings to sorting out the rubble and recovering stones that could be used for constructing new ones, from digging pits to lay foundations to laying bricks — he could give thousands of commands at the sa ti and monitor how the shades perford to correct most mistakes before they happened.
It was dizzying, wondrous... and most of all, far more efficient.
'I'll be able to move on to battle testing soon."
The Burned Forest awaited.
Before that, however...
Sunny looked around the vast expanse of the dark hall. Eventually, his gaze settled on the two others who were currently in the Naless Temple with him.
There were two taciturn beauties standing so distance away, far apatt... staring at each other.
They were Saint and Slayer, of course.
Sunny could not really say that their gazes were heated — after all, Saint was always aloof and indifferent, while Slayer cast her dark gazes at all living beings as if they were prey — but there was definitely so kind of strange atmosphere in the air.
Sunny considered it for a few monts, then turned his thoughts back to what he had been contemplating before.
Slayer had spent a long ti evolving in the dark flas of his soul after killing and consuming the shadow of Condemnation — her evolution only concluded during his venture into the Palace of Imagination. Saint, anwhile, just finished hers today.
They were both Supre now.
And that was not all.
Although Saint did not quite beco a Tyrant, so of her Attributes have evolved, and she gained a frightening new Ability.
Slayer, anwhile...
After learning the na of the woman whose shadow she had been from Sunny, she showed a subtle, but poignant reaction. Her gaze grew distant for a short while... and then returned to its usual feral darkness. But sothing about her was slightly different now.
There was a difference that was unseen and hard to define with words. However, there was also a difference that was quite apparent...
Slayer seed to have regained her Aspect — or a shadow of her Aspect, at least.
‘I am still trying to wrap my head around the implications of her Abilities... of her Transformation Ability, most of all."
Shaking his head, Sunny turned to the Onyx Saint... No, not anymore. He turned to the Jade Saint.
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