I Want to Become the Universe's Eighth! Thus Spoke the Queen

I Want to Become the Universe's Eighth! Thus Spoke the Queen — Bonus Chapter

(Bonus chapter for "Five Light-Years per Second" [4/5])

Sarkir's arrival made up for the Eternal Ones' final regret.

It was not that the Shaper himself would have any profound impact on the battle between the "real deal" and the "backup." The important thing was the King's Sorrow he had brought.

Sire Denathrius's immortal spirit was sealed within that sword. Though he claimed that the "self" he had cut away had already been erased by the undiscerning Azshara, anyone who dared believe a word out of the Sire's mouth would truly be set for life.

In fact, less than fifteen minutes after Azshara killed Sire Denathrius, the Sire had already begun spouting flirtatious nonsense again from within the King's Sorrow under Sarkir's custody.

This was more than enough to prove that this so-called "severing of immortality" was merely another trick the "King of Lies," Denathrius, had used to win sympathy.

Denathrius would always be Denathrius!

He reveled in schemes, manipulated fools, feared that the world was not chaotic enough, and longed to savor the cries of sin and unrest. That was his true nature, and being eternally sealed within this demonic sword would not change it in the slightest.

Sarkir had not joined the expedition team to Zereth Mortis because he had other business to attend to.

As the Shaper had said, dealing with the Nathrezim who had come to "break out prisoners" at the border between the Shadowlands and the physical cosmos had taken some time. Once the Stoneborn under the Stonewright took over the remaining eternal pursuit, he immediately rushed to the Sepulcher of the First Ones.

Hurrying all the way, he had made it just in time.

Look, every Eternal One had already joined