Well he is definitely taking a dip there later. As unfated as he is now, I think this one thing will always pursue him 🤣
Luckily, that was not Sunny's goal today. He preferred to stay away from water on usual days, and he definitely did not want to have anything to do with the dark subterranean ocean resting in the gargantuan skeleton's spine.
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He wanted to learn the creature's name. But, sadly, the Nightmare Spell was silent — once he killed the enemy, its familiar voice would not whisper into his ear, revealing a hint of the Great Monster's story.
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Well yes, but I mean possibly helping
"Well... you see… my father told me to go and find a few Saints…"
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🤣🤣🤣
He embraced her from behind and asked gently:
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Taking them will be a quick way to get sunny involved lol
"Well... you see… my father told me to go and find a few Saints…"
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"I wouldn't mind if he was a little bit bad, though."
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Man all in all I’m just so happy for sunny. Look how far we have gotten guys :)
He embraced her from behind and asked gently:
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Her garment was thin, so he could feel the heat of her body. Her skin was silky and smooth. He put more strength into his fingers, causing her to let out a small whimper, and then a satisfied sigh.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Ayooooo hahaha guilty 🤣innocent
He moved to her wide bed, while Nephis sat in front of him, leaning on his chest. Sunny placed his fingers on her shoulders and got to work, kneading her tense muscles with masterful ease. From his point of view, he could see the top of her head, the tip of her nose, and the beads of water glistening on her delicate clavicle.
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Bro needs his true name back so he doesn’t lose himself
…The difference between everything Sunny was familiar with and this adamant existence was so immense that his mind simply failed to fathom it. He wasn't even sure what part of him came from Serpent, and what part of him came from the sword. There were countless nuances he was failing to comprehend, countless layers of himself he could feel, but not understand.
Shadow Slave
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