'Well, I already expected him to catch on,' Sunny thought, a flicker of amusement in his mind. He sat across from Adam in a quiet, manifested throne within the grand world of Adam.
He knew a being as ancient and wise as Adam would eventually piece together the truth of his Skill-Resonance talent.
"What kind of expectations does the Mother Void have of me?" Sunny asked, his voice a low, serious hum that cut through the quiet atmosphere of the Adam's worl. "What is it that I am meant to do?" He did not want to be a pawn, a tool for a cosmic entity he had never met, no matter how benevolent.
