As soon as the thought crossed your mind, you felt a slight weight in your hand.
When you opened your palm, a dagger identical to the one you had taken a liking to lay quietly in it.
You stared blankly. How had this dagger appeared out of thin air...?
Instead of taking the real dagger from the weapons shop, you brought this strange dagger back to that dark room.
Yet in less than half a day, the dagger dissolved before your eyes into specks of faint light and vanished without a trace.
You recalled all kinds of legends about the "Chrysos Heirs."
Could this be an innate ability of a Chrysos Heir?
You quickly became familiar with this marvelous ability.
It was not just daggers. As long as it was a weapon you had seen before and deeply desired to possess, it could appear in your hand with a thought.
What delighted you even more was that no matter what weapon it was, once it was in your hands, it felt like an extension of your body. You wielded it with effortless mastery, as though you had practiced with it thousands upon thousands of times.
This gave you even more confidence in your revenge.
One day, a sudden commotion erupted outside.
You heard the servants discussing it in panic. "What's going on? It's almost noon already. Why is it still dark?"
Over the following days, daylight never came again.
The entirety of Doros City, and even all of Amphoreus, fell into eternal darkness.
Panic spread like a plague.
At last, definite news arrived—the Titan Aegle, who governed the sky and light, had been slain by a powerful Chrysos Heir.
The Black Tide swept across the land, leaving the world with nothing but endless Eternal Night.
The news was like a