"If this is the trump card you've been relying on for a turnaround, as you can see, she has already failed."
"Stop your futile struggles."
"Between you and , there are no secrets."
But faced with this harsh reality, watching 'Moravi's' increasingly calm and stern gaze, David began, "Despa... Despa... Despa..."
He then playfully winked at 'Moravi', who was full of solemn expectation, revealing a sly smile.
"..." 'Moravi' felt he'd been played.
He was on the verge of an outburst of anger, yet ironically, [Wrath] was an Authority that belonged to David. This ant his anger wasn't just simple anger. Instead, just as he always tried to tempt David into the depths of his own Authority of [Despair], his anger would beco a source of power for David's Authority of [Wrath]. And by the sa token, he couldn't show any pride or superiority towards David, because that could inadvertently lead him to succumb to [Arrogance]. He felt the situation was so unjust, envying and even hating from the bottom of his heart. Yet he dared not harbor [Jealousy], nor could he allow himself to feel [Greed] for everything the other possessed. Facing another 'himself' who was countless tis weaker, he didn't dare to be lax, because any carelessness could be construed as a manifestation of [Sloth]. He couldn't devour the other using his gut, either, because in front of David, that fell into the category of [Gluttony]. He couldn't even utilize his forrly invincible 'shape-shifting' to free his brain, shrouded in thorny chains, to pour out traces of David's ntal tornts; nor could he extract the Lung Dragon from his own chest to vent his agony. All of this constituted the Sin of [Lust].
Even worse, David, using the state of [Despair] 'Moravi' himself had created, began to tap into virtue-aspected Authorities such as [Honesty], [Kindness], [Generosity], and [Diligence]. And these... these had originally belonged to him. Yet, he had lost them one by one through successive disappointnts. rely harboring such thoughts could easily reverse their positions, leading to a total loss. Having already lost everything, the one thing he couldn't bear was to be defeated by such a weaker version of himself.
But this 'self' before him... He was truly strong... 'He' was just as imperfect, even originally possessing only the negative Authorities of the Seven Sins, yet he still managed to lead such a spectacular life. A life 'Moravi' couldn't help but admire and yearn for... Even when cast into what he once considered a hellish situation, 'he' could still effortlessly turn everything around. In contrast... I... I have indeed failed so miserably...
[Despair]
Watching 'Moravi's' expression, a fascinating tapestry of mixed emotions, David's smile faded, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes. But he didn't speak any words of pity. After all, at this very mont, 'they' were locked in a life-or-death struggle. To pity an enemy was the greatest cruelty to oneself, and an irresponsibility to others.
David glanced at the 'future' presented by 'Moravi' and said, "You're right, there are no secrets between you and . So, you should understand that such a misaligned lie is aningless to ."
"'A lie?'" 'Moravi' didn't feel he had lied at all. What he had demonstrated was reality—albeit the reality after their failure.
David didn't explain. Instead, he looked tenderly at the Tania presented by 'Moravi' and said slowly, "What's most important is, you haven't lived through my dragon life, so you don't understand my sister, Tania."
When he ntioned Tania, David's lips uncontrollably curled into an almost gentle smile. "When she faces difficulties, she might indeed get downhearted, or even throw a little tantrum, or cry.
"But she is always a brave and strong child who never gives up easily.
"Even when faced with the daunting list I laid out for her, stretching from elentary arithtic to Blue Star's cutting-edge science of 'Quantum Field Theory', she was only frightened to tears at that mont. Yet, by the ti I last asked a favor of her, with her academic level then, snagging a Nobel nomination on Blue Star would have been no issue at all."
Hearing this, 'Moravi', who was under siege by resurfacing mories, looked at David with an expression no different from one reserved for a Devil from hell.
David imdiately adopted a look of assured victory and said, "And we both know that the Authority of [Despair] rely creates a future presentation akin to 'Moon Reading'.
"Since it's just a presentation of the future, for Tania, it is ultimately nothing more than a nightmare.
"I heard from Mother Pafila that Tania used to have plenty of nightmares when she was little. Whenever she did, she'd kick Mother Pafila's belly with her little feet."
"..." 'Moravi' was silent, yet he couldn't help but feel a sense of longing. His sister, Iryst, had also often had nightmares as a child. She would even sneak into his bed in the dead of night to sleep beside him. As a result, one ti she wet the bed due to a nightmare and was discovered by their mother's maid... To maintain his sister's ladylike image, 'Moravi' had no choice but to declare to everyone that he was the one who wet the bed... Because of this, his mother, Ah Luo Shi, nearly got his dick broken...
But thinking back on this old tale, forgotten for who knows how many years, an unnatural yet uncontrollable smile appeared on 'Moravi's' face. Suddenly, the once-lost [Courage]... quietly surfaced. His eyes revealed a look of absurdity, along with a hint of inexplicable pain. [Courage]—the very thing he had needed most at one ti—he had cast aside with his own hands. Yet now, when he least needed it, it erged on its own.
Finally, David said with a smile, "And nightmares, after all, eventually end.
"Just as the night darkens, it is destined to welco the dawn."
Then, as if his words held the power of reality, under 'Moravi's' incredulous gaze... in the scene, a Red Dragon—David Uthos—suddenly materialized beside Tania.
Yet the real David Uthos was clearly imprisoned by the intangible hands of his own Authority of [Despair]. There could be only one explanation: this 'David Uthos,' her brother, was conjured by Tania herself in her 'dream.' Tania truly was treating this as a 'nightmare.' But if she could conjure him within 'Moravi's' [Despair]... that could only an this 'David Uthos' was, in fact, born from the [Hope] and longing stemming from 'Moravi's' own true heart. Therefore, this 'David Uthos' was less David and more... another 'Moravi.'
The 'David Uthos' in the dream didn't say a single word. He only lay beside her as he had done for decades, gently nudging her with the tip of his draconic horn in encouragent, conveying [Courage]. Thus, under the encouragent of this conveyed [Courage], and fueled by the infusion of 'Moravi's' vast Authority... the Tania in the dream, as if she had glimpsed a misaligned axis in the vast cosmos, suddenly beca enlightened!
She was like a child who had fallen asleep, perplexed by a difficult problem, only to abruptly awaken in rapture. The nightmare ca to a sudden end.
「Dragon Island.」
Tania suddenly shot up from the ground as if jolted, like a tuxedo cat having a fit. Then, to the astonished gazes of the tal Dragon Priests, she perford a backflip onto the North Wind Dragon God's Platinum Throne and, weeping with overwhelming joy, proclaid,
"Brother!!!"
"This problem..."
"I, Tania,"
"Have solved it!!!"
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