'Hope… herself…'
Sunny stared at the seven chains, finding new meaning in their cruel visage and the misshapen, torn remnants of the seven rune-inscribed shackles.
So the Sun God's ire had not been quelled by just destroying her kingdom. He had gone a step further, binding the Demon of Hope at the heart of her decimated domain… for how long?
And how had she escaped, in the end?
He tilted his head.
"So the Demon of Hope was chained here?"
Mordret answered with a hint of surprise in his voice:
"...You know of the daemons?"
A crooked smile appeared on Sunny's face.
"I do... a bit. Why wouldn't I? Although truth be told, there's not a lot of information about them, even among the Dream Realm researchers. So… the ruler that you had told me about was one of the daemons? A lesser deity?"
Mordret kept silent for a bit, then said dejectedly:
