On a bright day in Bastion, Nephis was promising her people that humanity would survive no matter what peril descended upon the world.
And somewhere else, under the night sky, Sunny was facing the impending apocalypse, knowing that it had already begun.
His expression was grim.
His last, seventh incarnation was far away from Bastion. It had set out on a scouting expedition a long while ago, stealthily moving past the chain of barrows north of the Forgotten Shore and delving into the Burned Forest.
Sunny wanted to scout the charred remains of the Heart Realm for traces of the Thieving Bird, hoping to dispel the feeling of unease that plagued him because of the knowledge that a mad Sacred Terror was out there, somewhere, doing gods knew what.
The southern reaches of the Burned Forest were supposed to be empty, since Sunny had eradicated most of the Black Millipedes and chased the rest of them deeper into the charred tangle. And it was, indeed... except for the fact that he had found traces of the Barrow Wraith hunting parties having passed there some time ago.
Sadly, there was no sign of the Thieving Bird anywhere he searched. There was no sign of the Citadel it had stolen, either — it was as if the whole thing had simply vanished into thin air, leaving no clue as to where it was. Sunny did not even remember what the Citadel looked like, let alone where it was located, since that knowledge as well had been stolen from his head. However, he could calculate its locations with a high level of precision by going over his memories of the campaign against the Black Millipedes.
His calculations were undoubtedly correct, but he still failed to find the Citadel. Instead, he found a vast hollow space beneath the charred tangle where the Citadel was supposed to stand... but didn't. So, Sunny could only conclude that the Thieving Bird had come to the Burned Forest at some point after escaping the Tomb of Ariel and dragged the entire Citadel away. Perhaps it had stolen the very space the Citadel occupied, replacing it with emptiness.
In any case, he was at a dead end.
‘That vile thing is bound to reveal itself sooner or later...’
That was a certainty. The only uncertain thing was how disastrous the Thieving Bird's emergence would be for humanity.
After failing to accomplish his self-imposed mission, Sunny had three choices as to what to do next.
He could return to the Forgotten Shore, abandoning the scouting expedition. He could venture deeper into the Burned Forest, exploring the inner reaches of the vast region that he had not dared to explore before.
Or he could continue heading north while staying on the periphery of the Burned Forest, hoping to find traces of the Thieving Bird there.
‘What a choice.'
Sunny did not want to return yet. As for venturing into the depths of the Burned Forest... he was wary of doing that before, and he was still wary of it now. Nobody knew what kind of horrors dwelled in the burned heart of the former Heart Realm, and he did not want to risk stirring them without a good reason. Sunny was not ready to face Unholy abominations yet.



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