Chương 1487: The Source

Sunny stared at the distant Great River, frozen in place. His face was motionless. 

However, there was a storm raging in his mind. Fragmented truths that he had learned, witnessed, and experienced in the Tomb of Ariel were moving, colliding with each other, and clicking in place with a dreadful noise. The inconceivable truth of their Nightmare was slowly revealing itself.

From start to finish... it was all...

He was suddenly overcome with fear. 

Shifting his gaze slightly, Sunny studied the beautiful ribbon that twisted on itself, forming an infinite loop. 

Deep crimson, vibrant azure, soft lilac... the seven suns shining in the darkness...

It was like a dream.

'How can this be? How can the Great River flow in a circle?'

But then again… of course, it could. 

In hindsight, it made so much sense.