Asterion’s smile did not vanish despite the savage words he had spoken. However, it did change. The difference was both subtle and chilling — it was as if all warmth drained from his eyes, revealing the cold, ruthless void beneath.
In the stark absence of pretense, his beautiful golden eyes did not seem human at all.
Then, finally, his smile disappeared as well.
"Actually, I lied."
With his hands still clasped behind his back, Asterion did not look too threatening. His stance was wide open, and he neither wore armor nor wielded a weapon — and yet, the sound of his voice forced Sunny to move slightly, shifting his weight to his dominant leg.
Asterion walked toward Nephis slowly.
"Earlier, when I said that you grew up well, Nephis... that was a lie. In truth, you are a disappointment."
Stopping a few steps away, he looked at her with displeasure.
"Well, I will not deny the fact that you are remarkable in your own way. In truth, I never expected you to take out Anvil and Ki Song... natural Supremacy, huh? How ambitious! You gave me quite a start. To be honest, it forced me to alter some of my plans."
Sunny had been meaning to explain which parts of Asterion’s body he was going to slowly saw off with a dull blade if the bastard dared to touch Cassie again, but held himself back.
After all, if his enemy was in the mood to ramble about his past plans, Sunny would be a fool to interrupt him.
Asterion, meanwhile, sighed.
"Initially, I meant to begin slowly preparing for my eventual return sometime after the Chain of Nightmares. But your antics in Godgrave made me change the timetable... you have a habit of ruining things, don’t you, Nephis? Ah, but of course. You are Changing Star, after all... the Star of Ruin."
Sunny tilted his head slightly.
’Interesting.’
If he were to believe Asterion’s words, it seemed like the Dreamspawn had been planning to escape the Moon for a long time. Curiously enough, these plans had been in place before the Sovereigns fell — meaning that the measures they had put in place to prevent his return had not been as effective as everyone believed.
It was also unnerving to see just how well-informed Asterion was about everything that had happened in his absence.
Even if Sunny expected no less from the Dreamspawn.
’Why did he accelerate his plans when Nephis usurped the throne?’
Sunny was not sure yet... but one thing had already become painfully apparent.
Asterion was somewhat fixated on Nephis, perhaps because of their old connection. He did not pay the same amount of attention to the role Sunny had played in the fall of the original Domains at all.
’My, oh my.’
Sunny felt something that he used to experience often, but had not had the pleasure of enjoying for quite some time — to the point that it was difficult to remember the feeling.
It was the wonderful feeling of being underestimated.
Asterion gave Nephis a look that was full of contempt.
"Still, despite your many achievements, everything about you is distasteful. Aren’t you tired of maintaining the charade, pretending to be human? Or have you actually deluded yourself into believing that you are one of them?"
He shook his head.
"What a shame."
Turning away, Asterion regarded the chains of Hope once more. He remained silent for a few moments, then spoke, his voice echoing in the bright expanse of the great hall.
"There were seven gods. There were seven daemons, as well. Plenty of Terrors and Titans... countless Chaos Creatures hiding in the Void..."



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