Chapter 104: The Two Cores as One, the Celestial Descends

The world seemed to hold its breath. Quentin Shayle’s words hung in the air, heavy and suffocating, a truth more terrible than any lie. The Black Lotus Church, the Phantom Hands technique, his father's catatonic state—it was all a grand, horrifying scheme orchestrated by an unseen hand, all for the sake of the pulsating tri-colored sphere within Connor's very being. Connor’s mind reeled. The foundation of his entire quest, the singular drive for revenge and a cure, had been a mere footnote...