Sunny remained silent for a long while, studying Nightwalker with a distant expression. Eventually, he asked:
"A prison?"
The youth nodded, his silver eyes glistening with nebulous light.
"Indeed. Maybe she looked at what Shadow God had done to Kanakht and was inspired... maybe the idea simply came from her own devious head. In any case, the immortality this hell grants its victims comes at a price. And that price is having to stay here forever."
Sunny frowned subtly.
Nightwalker knew that those who were made immortal by the Eternal City could never leave their beautiful cage for as long as the Eternal City existed. However, his guess at what had motivated the Demon of Repose to build it seemed to be based mostly on his own perception of what this place was.
In truth, Sunny suspected that the real reason was not that unambiguous.
None of them knew what motivated the mysterious daemon, but he did know a few things about her kind. For example, he knew that all other daemons had wrestled with the unconditional taboo placed upon them by the gods and the loneliness that resulted from adhering to that prohibition.
So, had the Demon of Repose truly wanted to torment the prisoners of the Eternal City forever? Or had she simply been unwilling to part with those who won her favor? The answer to that question was now lost, erased by the currents of time.
Even if she had intended to build a paradise for those who were weary, she would have had to find a way to avoid their gratitude.
Because if she had not, the Eternal City would have been destroyed, just like the Kingdom of Hope had been destroyed.
Maybe that was why the Demon of Repose had wandered the world on her living ship instead of residing in the paradise of her creation. Maybe being unwilling to part with those who settled in the Eternal City and tormenting them eternally were not two conflicting possibilities, but cause and effect instead.
Maybe she had indeed been a twisted, demented psychopath. There was a reason why the daemons had been feared so much, after all.
In any case, as much as the secrets of the Eternal City tantalized Sunny, satisfying his curiosity was not his main concern.
His main concern was benefiting from the expedition to the Eternal City as much as possible.
They had already initiated the restoration of the Night Garden and reached the Lighthouse — at the very least, the Saints of Night would be able to use the Memory Nightwalker had used all those years ago and capture some of the starlight trapped within, thus ensuring the continuation of their bloodline. Sunny still had to find the fragment of Weaver's lineage...
But now, he had a new goal as well.
He looked at Nightwalker.
"'So you can't leave the Eternal City for as long as it exists?"
Nightwalker nodded.
"Yes."
Sunny remained silent for a few moments, then said in a neutral tone:
"Let's destroy the Eternal City, then."
Nightwalker laughed.
Naeve and Bloodwave looked at Sunny, and even Jet smiled.
However, his expression remained the same.
"Ah, that's a good one."
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