[Swiftly assuming a corporeal form, Sunny crouched atop a tall mound. There was a desolate expanse of dark hills stretching in front of him in all directions, covered in darkness. There was no grass, no trees, no moss, and no flowers — no sign of life at all, just stillness and silence.
The ground was covered in a soft layer of fine black dust, and above him was a pitch-black sky. There were no stars and no moon, just a seemingly endless expanse of darkness, illuminated by the beautiful silver radiance of the distant essence storms.
There in the distance, tumultuous clouds of essence moved and swirled, as if carried by ghostly winds. The radiant currents were like beautiful rivers of starlight that illuminated the desolate land, making the immense, ancient shadows populating it flow and dance.
Once again, Sunny was stunned by how breathtaking that dark sight was.
But it was also dreadful, because he could sense the destructive fury of the essence storms even from a distance. It was both daunting and eerie, making him feel the chilling touch of primal fear
At the same time, Sunny felt a flood of spirit essence flow into his soul, and a new strength permeate his body. Here in the Shadow Realm, he was within his source element. He was more powerful here than anywhere else, despite the many restrictions placed on him by the somber nature of this land.
The shadows that surrounded him were indescribably ancient and unfathomably deep. Their tranquil, slumbering indifference made him feel calm and at peace.
But it was all an illusion.
There was no peace in this desolate realm, and no reason to feel calm.
Almost as soon as Sunny appeared, a tiny mote of light rose from his arm and slowly drifted into the sky… that was the sign of his soul slowly being undone.
He gritted his teeth.
His visit to the Shadow Realm would be a race. The longer he remained here, the more shadow fragments he would lose — and if he lingered for too long, his soul might very well collapse entirely. So, his task was to absorb fragments faster than he was losing them.
And to do so, he had to find something to kill.
Which promised to be a dire task. After all, Sunny was stripped of most of his powers at the moment, all alone and lacking knowledge.
Dark arrows could start flying at him from the shadows at any moment.
…But they didn't.
In fact, when Sunny looked around, he realized that the surrounding landscape had changed drastically from the last time he saw it.
The surrounding hills had collapsed, and the ground was cracked. Here and there, great shards of obsidian lay buried in the black dusk, many of them shattered and by some terrible force. It was a scene of great devastation, making him feel like an essence storm had recently passed through this area.
But when he looked closely, he felt like that wasn't the case. Instead… it seemed as if a furious battle had taken place here not too long ago.
There was no sign of the mysterious archer, if they had even survived the devastation.
Staring at the vast expanse of upturned earth, Sunny lowered his shield a little.
He was quite stumped.
'What the hell happened here?']
Everyone in the theatre were amazed at the breathtaking sight of the shadow realm . While some were amuzingly disappointed that they didn't get to know some profane truths asuming the feature of the theatre to prevent corruption.
But they were still horrified whether if they leave this place , would they be corrupted.
The screen shifted.
[There, in the distance, a colossal shadow was walking across the desolate expanse, towering above it at several kilometers in height. It was the shadows of Condemnation.
The shadow of Condemnation looked different from before, but it was unmistakably the same being. The titanic figure moved across the desolate expanse of obsidian dunes with deceptively slow movements, each of its steps making the world quake. It was woven out of shadows, black dust, immense fragments of obsidian, and wind. Unlike the shadows of the Awakened soldiers, which were vague and unclear, this one was almost perfectly intact. Myriads of essence spark were drifting into the black sky from its surface, trailing behind the shadow of the Cursed Tyrant like a billowing plume. The sight of it — the dark desolate land, the gargantuan black figure walking across it, the radiant torrents of silver light swirling around it like flame — were awesome and eerily beautiful, but also terrifying. For a moment, Sunny wondered why he had been able to stumble upon both the shadows of the fallen soldiers of Godgrave and the shadow of Condemnation. The Shadow Realm was vast, after all, so what were the chances?]
People gasped at the prospect of directly seeing a cursed creature in their wake , and a tyrant at that . Shadow or not .
None of them had even defeated a great beast solely . Yet they were given the chance to observe a cursed one . One who could they not understand and was way beyond the scope of even their imagination . The shadow was large enough that It would tower over even big peaks and cast a huge print on even the tallest mountains on earth .
Proffesor was amazed at the sight and was almost at the prospect of drooling . It felt like if up close he would just jump at the creature throwing away his life .
Morgon was making ambitions to one day slay that creature and make Anvil truly recognize her .
The people of the great clans had one thought " Whether the sovereigns could beat that creature or even stand against "
If they had known that Anvil had slayn the cursed one . The people of Valor might lose their mature composition and throw taunts at the song clan .
Sunny No . 2 was thinking .
[First I had to travel to that creepy estuary , Now I 'm getting to know that I would travel to that shadow realm where your soul slowly disentegrates . This cursed "fated" attribute would really not grant him a life of peace .He did not that his fate was gone yet his life had terrifying adventures. He was now thinking of just retiring from fighting and finding a peaceful job as an awakened . Throwing away at the prospect of being afraid of Nephis .
'He did not know one another thing
"The moment anyone came in this theatre . Their fate would be gone . And they will be fateless "
Sunny No. 1 was staring at his future self . He had just come out his first nightmare .And after getting sucked here he was already terrified at his future life . He had planned of living a luxury life without torment . He did not have any plan to save the world or any thing . If rain was fine he would not do anyone any favour . Not even the world .
This sunny already had his eyes set on how to espace his future life .
The short viewing had ended . It was now time for a reward.