Kicking open the spaceship's cabin door, Boothill took no protective measures and jumped straight out.
The moment he leaped from the ship, the Path power dormant in his body erupted. The power of the Path of The Hunt formed a protective field-like aura around Boothill, enveloping him within it.
"Penacony… Here I come!"
...
Dreamscape Hotel… Astral Express Crew's quarters…
"Big brother-in-law, long time no see. What wind blew you here today?"
Looking at the elegant man in a white suit before him, Yun Fan, who was sitting on the sofa, leaned back slightly. His tone carried a hint of doubt and strangeness.
Today was really weird. He hadn't expected Sunday to come looking for him on his own initiative. Shouldn't this guy be busy planning the "Harmony Grand Ceremony" with the Dreammaster right now? Why did he have time to come find him?
It was one thing to come find him, but he didn't even bring Robin along…
"Mr. Yun Fan."
Listening to Yun Fan's somewhat puzzled words, Sunday put down the teacup in his hand, silently lowered his head, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.
With his head bowed like this, the head of Penacony's Oak Family remained silent for a long time. He sighed, and only then did he speak.
"Mr. Yun Fan, regarding Robin…"
"Robin? What happened to Robin?"
Yun Fan detected something off in Sunday's tone. He frowned slightly, and his voice carried a faint chill.
Faced with Yun Fan's question, Sunday remained silent.
"I'll ask you one more time—what happened to Robin!"
Yun Fan's tone grew even colder, like mysterious ice from a ten-thousand-year glacier—bone-piercingly cold, striking straight into the depths of one's heart.
At the same time, along with Yun Fan's words, an extremely powerful Imaginary energy surged forth. The mighty power of the Path of Causality swept out, carrying overwhelming pressure that enveloped Sunday.
"Ugh…!"
Feeling the oppressive pressure on his body, Sunday subconsciously wanted to resist with the power of Order. However, what shocked him was that under the suppression of the Path of Causality, the Order power in his body—which had also reached Emanator level—showed signs of falling silent. As a result, this Emanator-level Path power could exert at most about seventy percent of its strength.
"Robin… she was taken away by 'Death'…"
Sunday clenched his fists tightly. His voice was filled with sadness and anger, as if blaming himself for his own powerlessness.
"'Death'?"
Hearing the word "Death," Yun Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. Death? That Memokeeper from the Garden of Recollection—it was Gallagher's pet, right?
In the original plot, both Robin and Firefly "died" at the hands of Death. Of course, it wasn't true death; they were simply taken to another world within Penacony—an isolated world forgotten by everyone.
It seemed that even with his intervention, the world's corrective force had still curved events back onto their original track. The saying "the great trend cannot be reversed, but small trends can be changed" probably referred to exactly this.
"A Memokeeper from the Garden of Recollection, 'Something Unto Death'—that is the name the Family gave it."
At this point, Sunday paused, then spoke with a grave tone.
"'Death' is a foreign Memokeeper that appeared recently. Regrettably, the Family's understanding of it remains only at a relatively shallow surface level."
"The only thing we can confirm is that Death possesses the power to directly kill victims through dreams. So far, six victims have already appeared."
"Six victims? Are you sure?"
Death was Gallagher's pet. Even though Something Unto Death had a ferocious appearance, at its core it was kind-hearted, just like a kitten or puppy.
The so-called victims were merely people Gallagher considered to still have a conscience. He had Death bring them to the Reverie Reef simply to borrow their strength to fulfill the Watchmaker's last wish.
In the original plot, even counting Robin and Firefly, there were only two or three victims.
"Mr. Yun Fan, do you know something?"
Having observed all of Yun Fan's reactions, a subtle change flashed in Sunday's eyes. His intuition told him that this Emanator of the Path of Causality definitely knew something about Death.
"Know something? Mhm, I suppose I know a little."
Yun Fan did not hide it. To him, there was no need to conceal this.
"Regarding Death, it must be quite a troublesome existence for the Family—or rather, for your Oak Family, right?"
The youth crossed his arms and stared into Sunday's eyes with deep meaning.
"Hmph… As expected, I can't hide it from you, Mr. Yun Fan."
Sunday gently closed his eyes. When he opened them again, a golden sigil lit up in his pupils—the sigil representing Order, power from the fallen "Tayzui."
"The Family promised its guests that, under the protection of the Harmony's light, there is no death within the dream."
"However, the world only knows one side and not the other. While praising and singing of 'Xipe,' who truly protects the dream and keeps death away is not the power of Harmony, but Order."
"..."
Listening to Yun Fan's words, Sunday slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. Only after a long while did he speak.
"Mr. Yun Fan truly deserves to be the Emanator of the Path of Causality. Everything you said matches the facts exactly. I am impressed."
"Heh…"
Yun Fan shook his head lightly. He was not interested in such praise.
"Spare me the compliments. As for Robin, I can only say that the Family has greatly disappointed me."
Sunday remained silent. Yun Fan was right—the Family had failed to protect Robin, and he, as her brother, was also an unqualified older brother. He had watched helplessly as his little sister was taken away by Death, powerless to do anything.
"Mr. Yun Fan, I…"
"Enough! Don't say those useless things. Save your apologies for when you speak to Robin in person."
Hearing Yun Fan's words, Sunday's body trembled. Subconsciously, he wanted to mobilize the Path power within him.
Go speak to Robin in person? But Robin was already… Could it be that Yun Fan wanted him to accompany her in death?