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My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Chapter 863 - 864: Catching Up · Nov 08, 2026

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851 Chapter 851 - 852: A Wisp 2026-11-08
852 Chapter 852 - 853: Shockwave 2026-11-08
853 Chapter 853 - 854: Names And Memories 2026-11-08
854 Chapter 854 - 855: You 2026-11-08
855 Chapter 855 - 856: Gravity 2026-11-08
856 Chapter 856 - 857: High And Gone 2026-11-08
857 Chapter 857 - 858: The Woman Who Suffered 2026-11-08
858 Chapter 858 - 859: Closure 2026-11-08
859 Chapter 859 - 860: Experienced With Selfishness 2026-11-08
860 Chapter 860 - 861: She Knows 2026-11-08
861 Chapter 861 - 862: The Malcrist 2026-11-08
862 Chapter 862 - 863: I Can Explain 2026-11-08
863 Chapter 863 - 864: Catching Up 2026-11-08
864 Chapter 864 - 865: Wisp In The Metaverse 2026-11-08
865 Chapter 865 - 866: Odds And Allies 2026-11-08
866 Chapter 866 - 867: Anyone’s Gamble 2026-11-08
867 Chapter 867 - 868: Falling Out 2026-11-08
868 Chapter 868 - 869: A Man Who Must Leave 2026-11-08
869 Chapter 869 - 870: Products 2026-11-08
870 Chapter 870 - 871: Shadow Drones 2026-11-08
871 Chapter 871 - 872: A Splendid Dream 2026-11-08
872 Chapter 872 - 873: And Then— 2026-11-08
873 Chapter 873 - 874: Limits Of A God 2026-11-08
874 Chapter 874 - 875: Battle Of Gods 2026-11-08
875 Chapter 875 - 876: Taking Charge 2026-11-08
876 Chapter 876 - 877: First Line 2026-11-08
877 Chapter 877 - 878: High Prophet 2026-11-08
878 Chapter 878 - 879: His Return 2026-11-08
879 Chapter 879 - 880: Within This Room 2026-11-08
880 Chapter 880 - 881: Rules Of The Room 2026-11-08
881 Chapter 881 - 882: A Full Time Job 2026-11-08
882 Chapter 882 - 883: No Gods Under The Heavens 2026-11-08
883 Chapter 883 - 884: Curse 2026-11-08
884 Chapter 884 - 885: Less Than A Passing Thought 2026-11-08
885 Chapter 885 - 886: Fall Of God 2026-11-08
886 Chapter 886 - 887: Those For Or Against 2026-11-08
887 Chapter 887 - 888: Choice Was An Illusion 2026-11-08
888 Chapter 888 - 889: Remember Me 2026-11-08
889 Chapter 889 - 890: A Paradox With Beginning 2026-11-08
890 Chapter 890 - 891: Black Death 2026-11-08
891 Chapter 891 - 892: Deathless Strikes Back 2026-11-08
892 Chapter 892 - 893: Second Time In History 2026-11-08
893 Chapter 893 - 894: All Good Things 2026-11-08
894 Chapter 894 - 895: L.A.Z.A.R.A.K 2026-11-08
895 Chapter 895 - 896: Calm Days Wither 2026-11-08
896 Chapter 896 - 897: Road Trip 2026-11-08
897 Chapter 897 - 898: The Pool 2026-11-08
898 Chapter 898 - 899: Holy Child 2026-11-08
899 Chapter 899 - 900: My Child 2026-11-08
900 Chapter 900 - 901: Into Difficult Times 2026-11-08

Chapter 863: Chapter 864: Catching Up

”I wanna say this isn’t what it looks like, but that sounds like a pointless endeavor.”

Damon closed his eyes, his hands still resting on Renata’s waist.

He could still feel Sylvia’s murderous intent crawling over his skin.

’Huh, why am I getting worked up? I’m single. I don’t owe anyone an explanation,’ he thought with a frown.

Yet for whatever reason, he felt it was wiser not to voice those thoughts. There was no need to add fuel to the flames.

He shifted his legs slightly, a clear signal for Renata to get off him, but the moment she saw Lilith, she smiled instead.

”Ahh, my lord. It seems our secret affair was discovered. I suppose we should have gone somewhere more private.”

Sylvia’s murderous intent exploded.

Damon sighed. Renata, what the hell was she doing. Throwing him under the carriage like that.

Thud.

He pushed her off his lap.

That was what she got for making him look bad. No, for making him look worse than he already did.

He stood up and walked toward the two of them.

Lilith wore a weary expression, a faint mixture of disgust, anger, envy, and frustration flickering across her face.

’What’s her deal.’

Sylvia, on the other hand, was radiating a cold, lethal glare.

”I want to say I’m glad to see you guys, but the last time I saw you two, the world looked like it was ending and you were trying to kill each other. So what changed.”

Sylvia glared at Renata, then bit her lip. When she looked back at Damon, her expression flipped instantly.

She smiled and jumped into his arms, as if she had not been radiating murderous intent just moments ago.

”Heheh.”

She giggled softly.

”I missed you so much. You won’t believe how worried I was.”

Damon lifted a hand and gently stroked her hair.

”Why would you be worried? I’m the last person who’d die in a place like this.”

It was obvious to him. Sylvia had deflected his question.

He turned his gaze to Lilith and smiled, but she did not return it. Instead, she stared at him as if lost in thought.

There was no heartfelt reunion. No scolding. No relief.

She looked at him like he might vanish at any moment, caught between joy and pain, anger and heartbreak.

Lilith said nothing to Damon. She walked past him and stopped in front of Renata.

”Hm. So you finally stopped pretending.”

Renata scoffed and rolled her eyes.

”I figured you already knew.”

Lilith nodded slowly.

”I wondered how long you’d keep making a fool of yourself, but I see you’re back to acting like a common slut.”

Renata crossed her arms.

”I’m not the one who looks like she’s been run through. What’s that withered flower supposed to mean? Is that a new aesthetic.”

At those words, Lilith subconsciously touched the nameless flower pinned to her hair.

The gesture did not go unnoticed by Damon.

He narrowed his eyes.

Since when did Lilith care about flowers? No, that was a gardenia.

That particular flower bloomed where her nanny had died. Lilith always carried the faint scent of gardenias with her. It was the scent he had always associated with her.

But she had never carried one physically before.

He turned away from Sylvia and pulled several chairs from his shadow storage.

Lilith sat down without a word, her posture stiff, as if she did not know what to say.

Damon stepped closer and gently lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes.

”Hey. What’s on your mind? You’re not pissed about Renata, are you.”

She forced a small smile.

”No. I’m not. I’m just travel weary. That’s all. How have you been.”

Damon’s expression did not change, but he knew something was wrong. Deeply wrong.

It was as if someone had stripped the confidence from the proud Lilith Astranova piece by piece, leaving her spirit dulled.

Lilith saw his look.

She thought she was fine. She truly did. She thought she had the advantage in this timeline.

Things had changed more drastically than before, but not enough.

She could still see that bleak look in his eyes.

Maybe it was because she had failed to steal the elixir of pseudo immortality from the Black Tower.

Maybe it was because, in all her past incarnations, she had fought Damon, hoping to stop him from choosing his own oblivion.

Seeing him now, all that failure and frustration surged back at once.

She wanted to clutch her head and scream.

It was unbearable.

Only she remembered.

Worse still, with every passing moment, her memories of previous regressions blurred together.

She was no longer certain which details were real.

”You seem like you’ve been causing trouble for someone,” she said softly.

She tried to sound strong, as she always did, but she just wanted to break down and cry.

Damon smiled at her.

For a brief moment, she saw that same smile again. The one he wore while laughing, drenched in his own blood.

”Care for some tea. You can tell me all about your journey and why you were trying to kill each other.”

He changed the subject decisively.

He pulled out a teapot and began pouring hot tea into a matching set.

Renata glanced at the fragrant steam.

”It looks like you have almost everything in there.”

Damon chuckled.

”I’ve killed a lot of people. Some of them drop interesting loot. Like this teapot that automatically produces hot tea.”

He raised a hand at Sylvia, who was about to speak.

”Don’t ask me how it works. I don’t know.”

He lifted the teapot slightly, showing the faint runic system etched into it.

”Probably made by the unknown god, judging by the craftsmanship.”

”I wonder if the tea is infinite,” Sylvia said.

Damon shrugged.

”Who knows. I never checked.”

Sylvia smiled and nodded.

”You know what else I’m wondering.”

”What.”

He realized too late.

Her tone turned cold.

”What you were doing with this bitch in the dead of night.”

He sighed.

He really should not have asked.

’She was such a sweet girl. What happened?’

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