A huge onyx serpent swam across an endless expanse of still water, surrounded by boundless darkness. The heavy shroud of it was broken only by the radiant white light that spilled from the hand of a woman who rested between the serpent's horns, looking ahead with an impassive expression.
Her pure radiance reflected on the rippling water, and it seemed as if they were traveling on a path of dying stars.
Sunny had cast his shadow sense far and wide, hoping — and dreading — to find something living in the quiet, dead world of the Tomb of Ariel. However, there was no movement in the lightless void around them. No warmth, no sound... only darkness, stillness, and terrifying cold.
The more time passed, the more wary he felt.
‘It should befall us soon.'
There were numerous perils on the Great River — or had been, at least. One of the more deadly ones was the time storms that wandered its vast expanse, carrying with them fragments of the distant past. That was where Sunny had witnessed the reflection of Nether, the Demon of Destiny, once — and barely survived the pale echo of his calamitous killing intent.
The waters downstream of Weave were especially wrought with time storms, so Sunny expected to meet one soon. That was how it had happened in the Nightmare, at least... that was where they had lost Ananke.
But no matter how far he swam, there was no sign of an approaching storm. The Great River remained still and quiet.
It seemed like the time storms had been quelled, just like its eternal current.
On the head of the onyx serpent, Nephis sighed.
"We should be near the Chain Breaker by now."
Sunny changed direction, circling the endless expanse of dark water in a spiral. Soon, he heard a sound that seemed alien in the grave silence of the Tomb of Ariel...
It was the sound of rustling leaves, carried from afar by the wind.
Sunny chased the wind to its source, and before too long, he sensed the shadow of the Chain Breaker resting on the dark water. The battered ship was floating listlessly in the vast darkness. There were ugly burn marks and horrible scars littering its wooden hull. The deck was splintered and covered in soot, with deep grooves cutting into its surface. The railings were shattered and broken in numerous places, the mighty siege engines lay broken and destroyed.
Several gargantuan holes had been punched through the deck, as well, revealing the devastated interior of the ancient vessel.
It looked like a ghost ship abandoned by its crew.
Sunny came to a halt, looking at the battered ship as an eerie sense of déja vu took hold of his mind.
This was exactly how they had found it in the Nightmare.
He remembered thinking that the Chain Breaker looked like it had escaped from the depths of hell after a long and terrifying battle. The scale of the destruction, the marks left on its ancient hull by some unknown and terrifying beings... it had been enough to make that young, inexperienced version of Sunny shudder.
Who knew that he had not been that far from the truth?
Chuckling quietly, Sunny raised his colossal head above the water and rested it on the broken deck of the Chain Breaker.
"Let's go."
The flying ship had indeed escaped the depths of hell... of Ariel's Hell. The battle they had waged to reach those depths had indeed been long and terrifying — far more terrifying than the young Sunny could ever imagine, even after surviving Antarctica.
It was just that it was Sunny himself who had fought that terrifying battle, leaving a trail of devastation in his wake on the path to the Tomb of Ariel.

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