Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2164

Cassie froze for a moment, having finally found what she had been looking for.

"The king's Flaw..."

And what a cruel Flaw it was. No wonder he seemed cold as steel...

It was not that Anvil was incapable of feeling emotions — he had simply taught himself not to. Since he was destined to lose anything he treasured, he replaced fondness and affection with indifference, thus saving himself, and those he was close to, from having to suffer the consequences of his Flaw.

His intentions had been good... noble, even, all those years ago.

But in the end, the path he had chosen only ended up turning him into a monster, twisting and destroying everything he touched. Because once he learned to value nothing, the tethers attaching him to his humanity had come undone. And, unmoored, his cold iron heart slowly drifted further and further away from all that was good and human.

Morgan and Mordret were the most obvious victims of Anvil's inhuman detachment. But there were countless other victims, as well...

Every soldier that perished in Godgrave, every civilian sacrificed to the Chain of Nightmares while the Great Clans waged an internal war, and everyone else who had become collateral damage to Anvil's callous pursuit of what he saw as the greater good.

...Broken Sword, the Immortal Flame clan. And Nephis, as well.

The road to hell was paved with good intentions, and in this case, the hell itself had been forged by a single decision made by a determined young man.

It would have been heartbreaking, really, if it wasn't so hideous and appalling.

Just as Cassie thought that, the lumbering figure of Jest suddenly leaned forward, and his lips stretched into a ferocious grin, revealing his monstrous teeth.

But he had not broken free of her gaze... at least not just yet.

Cassie did not have a lot of time left, though. Luckily, she had already gotten what she wanted.

So, Cassie considered ending things there to prevent further danger...

But just then, another constellation of memories attracted her attention.

It was so vivid and vibrant, but at the same time strangely unsettling. Like something that Jest desperately wanted to forget, but was unable to.

Cassie paused, suddenly feeling intrigued. At this point, she had seen most of his formative Memories. The descent of the Nightmare Spell, meeting Warden, the birth of his children, the death of his son, the loss of his wife and his best friend...

What else was there?

His Third Nightmare?

Even knowing better, she still couldn't resist and burned more essence to delve into the vibrant, unsettling memory.

It was strange, but the constellation of vivid memories had nothing to do with how Jest had become a Saint. Instead, it mostly took place in Bastion... Ｒ𝖆ΝƟ₿Εṧ

It had happened only a couple years after that fateful conversation in the Great Mirror hall.

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