As it turned out… the daemons had not appeared out of nowhere, nor had they created themselves.
Instead, they were born from the seven pieces of a god whose very existence had been erased from the world, concealed, and forbidden from being mentioned. The seventh god…
The Forgotten God.
Who had been Dream God, once.
So, it was not that the origin of the daemons was unknown. It was just that their very existence was forbidden, and since no one was allowed to remember the Forgotten God, it seemed as if they had appeared from nowhere.
Sunny shivered, and then looked ahead.
There, the last cluster of light was burning under the surface of the dark lake.
He walked forward, his legs numb.
Soon, he reached the light and looked down, seeing runes once again. Taking slow steps, he studied them.
The message left behind by Ariel, the Demon of Dread, read:
[Here is the truth I leave behind