In a grand room larger than most royal halls, there was a giant bed at the very centre and on that bed, there lay 24 children, all sleeping peacefully, with carefree looks on their faces.
They were Nux’s children, blissfully unaware of what had happened.
Their mothers, on the other hand, were entirely different. Unlike the peaceful, carefree expressions on the children’s faces, the mothers’ faces only showed...
Emptiness.
Absolute Emptiness.
Most of them didn’t even want to be here, after everything had happened, they didn’t even wish to exist, every single one of them wanted to follow Nux to death and the only reason they hadn’t was because...
These children lying on the bed.
Nux’s last wish.
He wanted them to be there for their children, they had already lost their father, he didn’t wish for them to lose their mothers too.
The women were no different either, as they watched their children sleep, they too, didn’t have the heart to leave them, no matter how desperately they wanted to.
So...
They sought the only form of slight comfort they could.
Their children still had Nux’s eyes, Nux’s smile, Nux’s stubbornness, Nux’s warmth, little pieces of him hidden inside their faces—
They observed that, they recalled every memory they had of him and... they kept themselves sane.
Barely.
Felberta sat near the head of the bed, she hadn’t moved for a long time, her hand rested on Lysera’s hair, gently stroking it with a lost look on her face.
Her eyes were red, her face was pale, her tears had dried on her cheeks long ago, but new ones still gathered in her eyes, her usual steadiness, her usual composure was nowhere to be seen.
Her mind was constantly replaying the memory of the first time she met him, the first time he came to her, the first time they talked, the first time he tricked her...
Everything.
Her mind replayed everything as the tears that welled in her eyes streamed down.
Skyla sat on the floor near the bed, her back resting against its side, her knees pulled to her chest.
Seeing her usual cheerfulness now completely gone was... devastating. Even the one who smiled all the time and kept everyone together with her cheerfulness was currently dead silent, she herself was too big of a mess to take care of anyone else.
Her eyes were swollen, her hair was messy, falling over her face as she stared at nothing. Every now and then, her lips trembled as if she was resisting the urge to cry. Time and time again, she looked at her children, trying to ease her heart, but it wasn’t working.
Lane had it the worst.
She was near the shadows under the bed, her form barely visible, she looked like a girl who had lost her home and now didn’t belong anywhere.
And in some sense—
She truly was homeless.
After all, for her, Nux’s Shadow was her home, the place she felt the safest, the one place where she could always feel him.
But now—
That Shadow was gone.
And Lane looked like a person who had been thrown out of her own existence. Her body trembled softly, her thin, shadowy hand slowly reached out from the darkness and held the corner of the bedsheet, gripping it so tightly that the cloth had begun to tear.
Shadow saw her state and for the first time—
She couldn’t come up with anything snarky to tease her. She just... stood near the wall, staring at... nothing.
She was no longer the Goddess of the Universe, she was now the Absolute, the being who held all the power here.
But Shadow?


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