A soft wind blew over the sand of the Ashen Barrow as the last rays of the Nameless Sun were slowly touching the surface of the land, the loud quakes of the earth signaling the impending approach of the Dark Sea.
The atmosphere was peaceful and even somewhat comfortable, despite the fact that this place — the Forgotten Shore and the Dream Realm as a whole — could be called a hell from the modern person’s perspective.
The quiet didn’t last long, however, being broken by the mad ravings of the crazy Divine Shadow pacing under the giant tree.
“Damn it, Spell, are you kidding me?!” A sequence of loud curses followed, audible all over the Ashen Barrow and even beyond it.
“That is what you give me instead of Blood Weave? That is the greatest fucking dud I have ever seen in my life!”
His shadows were following him with interest and amusement as he was walking in circles around the Soul Devouring Tree.
“That. Fucking. Bird! The deranged daughter of a whore must have stolen my piece of Lineage!” he cried in outrage.
A gurgling growl sounded from the side and he shifted his burning gaze there while grinding his teeth.
The Carapace Demon was looking hatefully at him, missing all of its limbs with its carapace broken in several places.
Saint was sitting on top of the creature, her legs crossed, shield lying to her right side and sword resting peacefully on her thighs.
She was the embodiment of tranquility and peace at that moment.
Sunny, however, was boiling inside.
He met the limbless creature’s gaze.
“You better be quiet, overgrown crab, unless you want me to start cooking you alive…” the creature blinked and gulped, seemingly understanding what he meant somehow, and decided to keep quiet, at least for the time being.
“Now, where was I? Oh, yes. Disgusting! Hateful! Bird! Oh, when I get my hands on you…”
The reason for Sunny’s drop in mood and subsequent dismay was simple and understandable — the loss of Blood Weave and an ability to weave Memories effectively with it.
But what irritated him even more than that was what he received instead of it — his newly acquired Echo.
Or to be more precise, its apparent uselessness.
Not only did it not possess a shape of its own, but as it was still unborn, and hadn’t been stolen from Sunny’s Soul Sea and nurtured for years, it possessed neither a body nor any ability at all!
There was literally just an empty space when he summoned it.
And to turn it into a Shadow…
“Are you out of your goddamn mind? A thousand fragments?! For the air?! Like hell I’d do that, like I have nothing better to waste them on…”
He continued his rageful rambling and cursing as he paced from side to side.
At some point insults towards the world, Fate and especially the Bird — even if she had nothing to do with it in this case — started to border on pure art.
Nightmare cackled as he lay to the side of the Demon’s body listening very attentively and seemingly taking notes — to which purposes no one was sure; Serpent hid his head in the sand, unable to bear this unending stream of degeneracy; Saint seemed amused, with her head slightly inclined to the side, and — all of them could swear — at some point she tried to produce a chuckle.
Sunny noted that he should think of a way to make her speak sometime in the future.
And so it had continued for quite a while, until his rightful rage had reached the bottom and he had finally run out of steam, collapsing on the warm sand and exhaling wearily.
He was dead tired and sleep was becoming more and more alluring with each passing second.
Tonight he could afford it at least, as he had nothing better to do the whole time.
However it could wait a little while more as there were a couple of tasks on his agenda left.He reluctantly stood up and let out a sigh as he started to move.
Was anything ever easy in his life?
As he reached the edge of the Barrow he shifted his gaze downwards and into the distance of the Crater, from where the cursed waters were surging.
He closed his eyes and expanded his senses in a single direction trying to figure out if this part remained unchanged in this timeline too.
And indeed after some time of careful concentration of his Shadow Sense, intuition that [Echo of Death] provided and his general Awakened perception he could finally feel it, if just barely from this distance.
A pull at the very edge of his consciousness.
Or to be more precise… a call.
After he returned to the Forgotten Shore in his previous life, he had begun wondering why there were no Seeds in this region.
Well, there were, actually.
It just so happened that they were lucky or unlucky enough to never face one during their stay there.
In his later explorations of the region, Sunny had managed to find two.
One of them was lying on the path of the moving statue of the Builder, which they were lucky to use to reach the border of the Hollow Mountains in his previous life.
It was a Second Nightmare’s Seed and he was fairly certain that it was connected to the journey of the Starlight Legion in reaching their goal in creating an artificial sun.
The other one though… He chuckled.
That one was under their noses all this time, as it turned out.
At the very bottom of the Crater to be precise where the remains of the being that fell from the skies lay.
Well, to be honest the Seed was located even lower than that — in the hollows that lay behind the hole, from which the Sea emerged every night.
It was a Fourth Nightmare’s Seed and it contained within itself a part of history describing events that led to the destruction of this Divine Realm and everything that happened after.
It was also a Nightmare he was thinking of challenging in the future…
There were reasons for that, of course.
The first and main one — he couldn’t afford to destroy his main body this time around, as he needed all the strength and resources he could get for his plans to bear fruit.
And so one Supreme Titan body would be a waste to lose, obviously.
He also couldn’t just waste time trying to impress the world with a suitable Act of Defiance, considering that it didn’t like him very much — a mutual feeling they shared.
The second reason, on the other hand… Well, that was quite simple, actually — he already knew exactly what was going to happen in that particular Nightmare and what he needed to do to successfully reach its end, because he took part in it at some point of his life.
After already reaching Supremacy the Natural Way… Yeah, that sounds crazy, but it is what it is.
Sunny chuckled.
He should use that story at some point to get some amusing reaction from Kai!
He shook his head as he took one last look and turned around.
There was no point in musing about it yet, as there would be a lot of time for him to come to a decision on how to proceed with it.
And also the most important part — he had to reach Transcendence first, which was going to become a problem of its own as his inner element was a bit fucked up this time around, it seemed.
While he was standing in front of the Tree, a menacing grin spread across his face, as he could feel yet again the damned thing’s uneasiness.
‘Good, dread me, bastard.
Your turn is about to come, once again.’
He gave a mental command to Saint and a few seconds later she jumped from the Demon’s body, her landing raising a cloud of dust and sand in the air.
She glanced at the Tree briefly and took a few steps forward, standing to his side.
Black smoke materialized over his hand and he slowly passed it to her.
Now that she was a Demon, she could wield his Memories, so it was a logical solution to try and give her the [Shapeless Thief] as her main weapon — she had an impregnable defence against mind and soul attacks after all.
She looked at the cloud of smoke shifting its form every other second with a slightly inclined head, as he explained what to do with it — not that he needed to, as she knew the moment the smoke came into her possession.
A few seconds later its shape started to change, turning towards the end into the sword she possessed in her Jade body.
She looked at it curiously for a few seconds but then… Sunny’s expression twisted as he screamed with an exhausted and completely devoid of amusement voice.
“Mou-u… You damned fucking Bird! Why me again?!”
His experiment had failed.
The curse of the weapon was quite smart, it seemed.
As his Shadows were part of Sunny’s Aspect, it counted them as Sunny too.
So the endless Greed and Hunger of the Thieving Bird were still directed at him, even though it was Saint’s Will that gave the weapon a shape.
Sunny breathed out in exasperation.
Their shared hate with the damned chick escalated to a comical degree these days.
He shook his head, giving Saint a command to let the weapon turn back into a smoke form for now as he turned his gaze back at the Tree.
“So the time has come, huh? Well, maybe not quite yet… Oy, Guys, is everything ready?”
He smirked as he concentrated on his Shadow Helpers who were just about to finish their task.
And that task was quite simple — slide all over the Tree and take all of its fruits, of course.
Even if he were to slay the brainwashing piece of wood, those fruits shouldn’t just fade into thin air, and if they didn’t… then there was a possibility to gain some free fragments.
And even if fruits’ ability to give away fragments would disappear, that was okay too.
Fruits themselves were quite tasty and nourishing after all, and with the Soul Devouring Tree about to meet its end, it should be okay to eat them.
They didn’t have to wait for long as his shadows slid off the Tree towards him, each carrying quite a number of fruits within themselves.
After he summoned his bed Memory and instructed them to relocate the loot to its compartment, he and Saint exchanged a silent look and simultaneously turned towards the Tree again.
Now, it was time, for sure.
Smoke shifted in his taciturn knight’s hand, turning into a giant axe, as she took a step forward.
The Tree screeched from the inside silently in fear.
Initially, Sunny wanted to slay it himself again — there was even an idea to burn it — but… Now, after the recent developments, he would definitely need suitable materials for his purposes, and what better one could he find here than a wood that consumed countless creatures’ souls and was soaked in their essence?
So cut the Tree, that is.
Oh, and let Saint have her fun too this time around.
Well, it would be fun for him too — watching the creature writhe in pain and anguish as it slowly died.
Meanwhile, his knight stopped in front of the Soul Devourer, just a step or two away from it, and, not hesitating even for a second, she swung.
The blade of the axe met the wood with a formidable impact, deepening its edge a few inches into the trunk.
Even though it was a Transcended Memory, it took quite a bit of effort from Saint to break through the surface of the wood.
It would take time to completely demolish the damn thing.
A painful wooden screech and rustle of leaves sounded all over the Ashen Barrow.
The Soul Devourer definitely wasn’t in the best position.
After a few more strikes, it made another pathetic sound of pain and rage and tried attacking their minds again.
First was Saint — not the wisest decision, considering her apparent immunity to such attacks — then Sunny again, who simply defied its orders with a grin and loud laughter.
Serpent, having quite a lot of mental fortitude himself, shook it off and slithered towards Sunny, turning back to his tattoo form, seemingly having gotten tired of this world for now.
And then it turned to Nightmare, who was lying peacefully at the moment not far from them.
That was a mistake, of course.
The Tree, even though it was very close to evolving into a Fallen Nightmare Creature, was still just an Awakened, so it had no possible way to overcome an ancient Ascended Terror with a half-formed Nascent Domain.
Nightmare shifted his gaze lazily to the Soul Devourer and activated his [Mantle of Fear] ability with a huff.
Sunny laughed, knowing that the damned thing was scared shitless now, probably the first time in its cursed life.
And so Sunny sat with a delightful expression on his face as he watched Saint dismantling the Tree.
The Demon to his side let out a rageful roar and tried to writhe free, to help his benevolent master, to tear apart the intruders.
Sunny looked at him for a moment with an amused expression on his face — it seemed that the Terror was truly desperate now.
He chuckled.
Let it be — it was so fun to watch.
Time flew as Sunny watched Saint at work, making some comments from time to time and laughing at the dying Terror’s pathetic attempts to somehow survive.
At some point he even took out the Tree’s own fruit and started chewing it enthusiastically.
That was a good show and he was a vindictive and spiteful bastard too.
Sunny looked around as Saint was already finishing off the Tree.
She was an epitome of concentration but he knew for a fact that she was having a lot of fun — it seemed that she also had some bones to pick with the creature.
By that time night had already covered the world with its embrace and with it the Sea had returned once again.
Sunny sighed.
After such a prolonged exposure to the [Thief’s Instinct], he was starting to feel especially greedy, but sadly there were no other bastards nearby to rob.
Well, to be fair, he had already robbed the Tree of all of its fruits, so the damned curse should be at least somewhat satisfied.
He was also dead tired — he had barely slept last week and was running around like a madman, so he had accumulated a lot of fatigue.
He was going to sleep soon, though, so that was fine.
Just a minute at most…
And then, just before the Tree’s trunk finally fell, it gave a final loud screeching sound of breaking wood and a final rustle of its leaves, and with it, a mental attack that spread in all directions of the space.
He shifted his gaze to Saint once again with an amused smile on his face.
She was vindictive too, it seemed.
Sunny chuckled – he approved!
As he was about to lie on his bed and finally have some sleep, Sunny felt something trigger his Shadow Sense.
He blinked.
A lot of shadows were approaching the Barrow from all directions.
He turned around and looked at the trunk of the dead Tree with a raised eyebrow and then smiled.
It seemed that the Soul Devourer had decided to be spiteful too in the end — what a company they had tonight!
— and notified all Nightmare Creatures in the vicinity of their existence.
Well, it seemed sleep would have to wait a bit once again…
His mind, corrupted by the Vile Thieving Bird’s Hunger, strained and shook the drowsiness away, as the next thought formed in his head.
Sunny’s eyes narrowed and a slight greedy smile touched his lips as he summoned the black smoke from Saint and started to shift it into the form of a familiar spear.
“Well, well, well, would you look at that…” he tutted as he stood up and made his way towards the edge of the Barrow, twirling the weapon playfully in his hand.
“You know, I haven’t had a lot of luck with fishing lately — not a single good fish is taking the bait these days…” the [Heaven’s Promise]’s engravings started to glow, breaking the complete darkness with its surreal light.
“I let it rest for a few days and changed the bait several times, but nothing works! I already wanted to give up…” he chuckled after that as he raised his gaze towards the distance, where he knew the figures of the dozens of abominations were approaching them rapidly.
His smile widened menacingly as he raised the weapon over his shoulder, eyes shining with greed in the light of a radiant spear.
“But who knew that all I had to do… was simply change the place, hahaha!”
***
In the end he’d managed to get a few hours of sleep and, being an Awakened, that was more than enough for him to feel refreshed.
And in a pretty good mood too, except for the slight bitter taste left in his mouth by his failure to get his hands on Weaver’s Lineage.
That was actually the point of concern for him, to be honest.
There was one idea about why that could happen, and to prove it, he had to make another expedition.
Well, that one didn’t require him to cover a lot of distance this time, so he was planning to make it in a day or two.
Before going back to the City, he had to travel to the Knight’s statue and touch it.
Well, he did more than touch, obviously — in a moment of reminiscence he decided to climb it and take a look around once again.
His heart fluttered a bit, as he let out a melancholic sigh.
It was so nostalgic.
How many years had it been?
Ten?
No, probably closer to fifteen.
Life wasn’t easy then — it never was, for him — but everything was so much simpler.
He was simpler too.
And his relationships and feelings weren’t as complicated too, even though it took quite a long time for him to realise it.
His smile turned a bit painful.
It was probably the place where he started slowly falling in love with Nephis in his previous life.
To be completely honest, now that he looked at it, he wasn’t even sure why.
She was kind, but very awkward and secretive.
And from today’s perspective it was obvious that she was very suspicious of him before their escape from the Ashen Barrow.
Yet, they were still closer back then.
Still understood each other.
Now, though… He could barely read her these days.
And she probably didn’t understand him at all.
Well, that was expected, of course.
They were different people.
He was at least.
And he had quite a lot of baggage with complex emotions behind his back too.
Quite a bit of those concerning both Cassie and… Nephis especially.
He shook his head, clearing his mind of intrusive thoughts once again as he stood up.
He still had to return to the Barrow to finish off the Demon, and overall, he had a lot of preparations left to do.
Maybe even proceed with a couple of Memories he had in mind, now that he possessed all the materials required.
And also… he had a party to run too.
***
Loud laughter rang over the lifeless streets of the Dark City deep at night.
Then a loud crash could be heard, and even more laughter followed.
Who was crazy enough to make so much noise in the middle of one of the most dangerous parts of this monster-infested hell?
An almost empty bottle of expensive liquor flew through the crack in the roof of the ruined cathedral and landed on the head of the figure in lusterless dark steel armor.
More laughter followed.
The figure ground its huge sword on the floor of the cathedral menacingly as it stood still.
The Forsaken Knight raised his gaze hatefully at the roof, gripping the handle of his weapon tightly.
Oh, how he wanted to go up there and skin those heretics alive.
How could anyone indulge in such degeneracy in this sacred place?
Especially in the room the brilliant one once occupied.
It enraged him to no end.
However, he could not leave his duty, no matter how much he wanted to punish the puny humans.
And also… if the Knight was completely honest with himself, that dark-haired gremlin that liked to stare at him from afar was giving him creeps.
His figure didn’t look particularly menacing from an outside perspective, even though he was Awakened, but… The way he moved, the way he behaved, the way he looked at him, through him sometimes gave him a kind of unease he couldn’t quite put his finger on.
And so the Knight gave one last look at the place he knew the hateful wretches occupied, then turned and continued his faithful watch accompanied by the loud laughter and words that he could only pretend he couldn’t understand…
***
Booming laughter resonated from the room’s walls as Sunny took a sip from the bottle of brandy and took aim.
A massive hand clapped him on the shoulder as he threw the bottle.
He was about to turn around and bark in irritation, but, to his surprise, the bottle landed perfectly between the bastard’s eyes.
Damn, he was drunker than he thought… He laughed anyway as he turned around, meeting the faces of his friends having fun.
“Pft, Hahaha! No fucking way you did that! No way. No way, I don’t believe it! Hahaha. Oh Gods, please let it be true, it would be so fucking funny.”
Effie leaned her back against the wall of the room and slowly slid toward the floor, holding her stomach painfully.
Her cheeks were flushed red, her eyes a bit glassy, and her eyelids heavy. The source of this chapter is g.com.
She was heavily drunk, by the looks of it.
Kai was sitting at the table sipping his beer and looking at her with a quiet exasperation.
He was trying to hide a smile on his face, but was failing badly.
He was the least drunk of them all, as he turned out to be a very careful drinker who didn’t touch anything too strong and could also hold his liquor quite well.
“I did, I swear,” Sunny laughed, continuing his story.
“And you know what the most amusing part is? The way the fucker walked into the cafeteria next morning. All high and mighty, chin held high… and squirming as everything below the belt was burning from the kilogram of hot peppers that ended up in his pants! By the end of the day they were calling him a ‘spice fetishist’. Hahaha.”
Effie was rolling at this point — the sounds she was making were akin to a dying hyena.
Even Kai, who was trying and failing to look at him disapprovingly, let out a chuckle in the end, but composed himself quickly.
“But Sunny… I can understand Gunlaug — he is a despicable person. But even to him you didn’t go that far. And Caster seemed like a nice guy to be around, so what could he do to deserve… such punishment?” he hiccuped in the end and his eyes suddenly made a full circle.
Sunny held back a chuckle.
It seemed that Kai wasn’t as sober as he tried to show himself to be.
Probably some kind of idol thing…
Effie grew silent on the floor, breathing heavily, and turned her head towards him, seemingly interested in what he was about to provide too…
“Well, let’s think… First, Caster is actually a very, very good actor,” he stopped for a moment, letting the room finish its spin, a dumb grin on his face.
Damn his younger self would be embarrassed to see him like this, that’s for sure.
“But that is not the why, of course. You see the fucker actually sees everyone other than legacies as beneath him. At some point in time I personally happened to hear him saying that I am — and well, all of the other non-legacies are too, I guess? — scum, a worthless creature, and a mongrel, who doesn’t know his place — eurgh,” Sunny covered his mouth in embarrassment as he registered the darkening looks on his friends’ faces and then proceeded.
“That, and he is also most likely an assassin sent to kill one of my friends, too. Oh, and shush about that by the way. It’s not time to show our cards yet,” he finished, nodding his head sagely and almost falling off his chair.
‘Hell, the alcohol is vile.
But it’s so fun too!’
Silence fell over the room after that.
Kai put his bottle of beer back on the table and took one of the stronger liquors instead, raising it high in the air.
“Fuck the guy! Let all the spices find their way deep in his bigoted a— hicc,” he hiccuped again and covered his mouth in embarrassment.
Effie laughed, sitting on the floor and raising her bottle high too.
“We got you, birdie. And I second that. Cheers!”
“Cheers!”
***
A lot of laughter followed after that, along with a few crazy stories.
The amount of empty bottles on the floor grew exponentially with each passing hour, and a normal, sane person just by looking at it would feel his liver aching.
“By the way, I heard you were out of the City after bringing a mountain of meat to a settlement yesterday? After I woke up and saw what was left of it, I immediately knew only one person crazy enough to manage that. Those who saw you riding in swore that it was at least twice as big. And what happened with the not-giving-away-food-for-free rule?”
Sunny furrowed his brows and shut his heavy eyelids for a second, letting the spinning slow a bit.
It only became worse — now he wanted to puke.
But he’ll manage… for now at least.
“Well, the rule stands, I just… had a lot of meat to spare? Well, it would definitely be a waste to let it rot, so I gave much more than usual, and if someone ‘stole’ a bit… that is fine with me too,” he smiled, before taking a sip of water.
He should probably take it easier with the drinking if he wanted to see another day.
“How did that hunt of yours go, by the way? The one you had to take beyond the City gates?” Kai asked, massaging his temples, probably already preparing for his next crazy story.
Sunny strained his unfocused mind toward a single purpose: not letting a smile slip onto his face.
He failed in the end, but it was still salvageable… probably.
“So-so, I guess. Let’s see. One Awakened Terror tree, which could brainwash anything in its vicinity into serving it; two Corrupted Beasts; a dozen or so Fallen; some Awakened shits too; oh, and I managed to slay that Great Devil I was talking about, can you believe it? Even got an Echo, but it ended up completely useless. And out of this fucking horde, only one Awakened Memory… My luck is shit,” he nodded sagely and lifted his gaze to meet Kai’s dumbfounded expression.
Idol’s eyes were completely unfocused – either from shock or from being drunk, but probably from both at the same time; mouth opening and closing every half a second and features twisted into a particularly amusing picture.
Effie was also sitting at the table now and was attentively looking at Kai’s expression.
It was very convenient having a walking lie detector that couldn’t control his facial expressions very well.
They giggled in unison.
“You know, it’s not the first time I’m wondering if Sunny had bribed you or if your Flaw is just broken somehow.”
She grabbed poor Kai’s cheeks with two hands and started to stretch them.
The guy’s eyes almost fell out of their sockets as he pulled away, rubbing his face.
‘A note to remember: drunk Effie is even more unpredictable than usual.’
“I’m not even going to ask how and why — I’d better protect what little sanity I have left,” she stood up shakily, raising the bottle in the air as she had done countless times that night.
“Anyways, for crazy Devils who can rob anyone and kill anything. Cheers!”
Sunny wearily raised a bottle of wine too — he wasn’t sure now that he would survive this night.
But in the end, he managed to shout simultaneously with Kai, who looked just as tired, if not more.
“Cheers!”
But as he took a few sips of wine, he finally remembered something too.
“Oy, guys! I have brought some wondrous fruits from the outing by the way — a perfect snack for the wine, I think,” he shouted as he moved towards his bed, almost falling and breaking his neck in the process, and pulled out a few from its compartment.
“They can even grant some fragments after being consumed. You won’t believe how I got those…”
***
It seemed that those fruits had some kind of unexpected effects when combined with alcohol; otherwise, he couldn’t explain why Effie was staring at him with those eyes for the past half an hour.
“Hey, Doofus…” she started in a sultry tone, looking him in the eyes.
He gulped.
“What do you think about marrying me?”
Kai, who decided to proceed with the tea till the end of their party, started coughing unexpectedly, spilling water in all directions.
Sunny was lucky enough to fall under the table after Effie’s question, so he ended up staying dry.
Mostly.
The Archer shot her an undignified look.
“What? He’s kind, funny, strong, looks cute, and cooks better than some chefs, I’m sure. He can also rob and humiliate any fucker that crosses his way! That is husband material in my books.” She listed, counting on her fingers and then shifted her gaze back at Sunny, fluttering her eyes drunkenly, and looked him up and down several times.
“Even his height looks cute, now that I think about it from another perspective. Oh, all the things I could do…”
What followed was a sequence of incoherent, muttered words.
Half of those he could understand were the pinnacle of depravity his mind could think of, while the other half he didn’t even want to know.
Kai looked at Effie for a second or two, scratching his chin, and then at him thoughtfully too.
Then he smiled, clapped him on the shoulder with a muttered ‘I approve’ and a raised thumb under the table.
‘Huh?
Did I just get engaged?
To an already married woman?
The fuck…’
A shiver ran down his spine as his drunk mind spun and drifted off.
Marriage was out of the question for him.
He didn’t even think that his heart could let anyone in anymore, considering how all of his attempts at relationships ended… Besides, Effie always knew how to get under his skin.
She was just teasing like usual, he knew.
At least he wanted to believe so…
“Well, let’s not talk about M-words until we’re back in the Waking World…” he laughed awkwardly at that and then decided to change the topic.
“Oh, actually I have a fun activity to offer too! Effie, what do you think about a little outing tomorrow morning?” she looked at him with a satisfied grin spreading all over her face as Kai shifted uncomfortably to his side.
“Not that kind of outing! I meant something more mundane… Like hunting down a Fallen Tyrant. That giant bastard of the skeleton, the Lord of the Dead?”
Kai turned his head towards him and blinked as Effie opened her mouth, fire dying in her eyes.
“Not the kind of activities I had in mind…” she exhaled dejectedly.
“Your romantic sense sucks, Sunny.”
He exhaled and chuckled.
That was actually probably the case.
But was it his fault that only crazy women surrounded him?
And well, he was even crazier than them nowadays too…
Greeting to y’all.
Happy to be back earlier than planned and not at 3 am today, just 20 minutes short of 1 am, yikes – a record!
(damn, I’m a lunatic really).
So we’re moving steadily through the FS arc and are already halfway there or so.
A lot of interesting developments are on the way, so it shouldn’t be boring at least.
Nothing is ever easy in Sunny’s life, is it?
Next chap should be out by Friday, hopefully.
I’ll see what I can do.
Your comments are always appreciated and one hell of driving force for me to release chapters sooner and find a ways to improve my writing too.
So, that’s it for now, I guess.
Take care and see you all soon.
Bye!