Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2594

Enthralled by the breathtaking visions of the ancient past, Sunny slid his fingers further down the thread of golden light.

Now, he understood why he had seen the birth of the World Tree and the spread of the Heart God's sacred forest first. It was because the Night Garden had been made from the branch of the great tree, and was therefore a part of it — the last part of it, even.

So, its fate was part of the World Tree's fate, or had been once, at least. Marveling at that fact, Sunny opened himself to the truth of what events the Night Garden had experienced.

it was difficult... delving into the meaning of the String of Fate was not like reading a book. A gargantuan torrent of information was pouring into Sunny's strained mind, and he could only absorb a few drops of that crushing flood here and there.

He did not immediately see another detailed vision of the past like the first two. Instead, what he saw were glimpses of various scenes, all jumbled and mixed together.

The Night Garden sailing on a misty sea... the Night Garden battling a storm so ferocious that entire realms could have been washed away by it... the Night Garden moving across the great black void between the stars...

And being moored on a titanic peer of a beautiful, awe-inspiring city built among the stars.

That last glimpse seemed especially significant, somehow.

Even consumed by the strain of staring at fate, Sunny could not help but feel a hint of bewildered amusement.

Is Night Garden... a space ship, then?’

He spent a split second — which felt like an eternity — considering that fact. And then... Wham

Sunny fell from the chair and slammed his head against the floor.

Pulled away from his bewitched state, he belatedly retracted his hand and deactivated [Where is my eye]?

The world... felt strange.

The world felt too small, claustrophobic, and two-dimensional.

“Time was most bizarre, somehow separated into three distinct states.

“The past, the present, and the future...

The inexplicable division seemed nonsensical.

“Ouch.”

Laying on the floor, Sunny sensed the shadow of Jet move above him. He realized that she had struch him, overturning his chair and throwing him to the floor.

“Why did you hit me?"

Jet let out a bewildered laugh.

“Gods. Have you seen yourself?"

Sunny did not, in fact, see himself.

Actually, he could not see anything at all.

“What?

Jet fell heavily on her sofa.

“For your information, there was smoke rising from beneath your mask. And the smell... She made a retching sound.

“Well. I guess that's one more accomplishment under my belt.

Making a dead woman retch was no simple feat.

Belatedly, Sunny realized that he was drenched in sweat and could smell burned flesh. Dismissing Weaver's Mask, he raised an arm, touched his face tentatively, and winced. His mind was still reeling from beholding the great tapestry of fate, so he felt... dazed. That was a misleading word to describe his peculiar state, but he could not find a better one.

Sunny was so dazed, in fact, that he did not even register the physical pain he was experiencing.

But the area around his eyes was definitely burned.

“Well... I guess it was a divination, of sorts." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

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