Dozens of constellations shimmering on the vast velvet expanse of the night sky exploded. Some stars were extinguished, while some bloomed with shining auroras, as if experiencing a glorious moment of radiant brilliance as they collapsed in a splendid display of self-destruction.
Or at least they seemed to.
’Wait, that does not make any sense.’
The enchantment Sunny had activated was consuming a vast amount of his essence, but still, he was not powerful enough to extinguish countless stars. Even if he was, nothing would have changed in the night sky — the stars scattered across its dark expanse were unfathomably far away, after all.
Their light took years to travel across the vast emptiness of space... at least that was how things worked in the waking world. Even if Sunny had indeed destroyed a few stars, he would only see a visible change in the night sky years or even decades later.
Of course, it was theoretically possible that the spell left behind by Weaver had reached through time and destroyed these stars at various points in the distant past, so that the spectacle of their passing became visible all at once just now. But that... that seemed like too much effort, even for the treacherous Demon of Fate.
Especially since there seemed to be no obvious result, beneficial or otherwise, to the strange change in the night sky. It was pretty to look at, but beyond that, nothing seemed to be happening.
"Sunny... what the hell did you do?"
He lingered for a few moments, studying the strange pattern of the vanished and blazing stars, then cleared his throat.
"I am... not entirely sure? I just activated the enchantment."
Far below, on the decks of the Night Garden, people were gathering and gesturing at the sky, surprised by the beautiful sight. They seemed to be enjoying the unexpected spectacle quite a bit.
Sunny glanced at the wooden staff in his hand, feeling it consume his essence continuously. He would not have been able to sustain this mysterious enchantment for a long time as a Saint, but now that he was a Supreme, it was of no consequence. More essence poured into his soul, replenishing his reserves almost instantly.
"The enchantment does not seem to be dangerous. At the same time, I have no idea what its purpose is. How mysterious."
Jet sighed, then looked at the shimmering night sky with a thoughtful expression.
She contemplated its dark depths for a while, then said in a hesitant tone:
"Well, whatever its purpose is, it must be connected to the Stormsea."
Sunny raised an eyebrow.
"In what way?"
Jet looked at him with a neutral expression.
"You don’t know much about where we are, do you?"
When Sunny answered, his tone was a little offended:
"I know quite a lot, actually. It’s just that most of my knowledge about the Stormsea is theoretical, since I consciously tried to stay as far away from this place as possible. Nothing good ever happens when I am near large bodies of water... and since this one is the largest and most dreadful of them all, you can imagine my reluctance to get entangled with it!"


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