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Chapter 169: The Remnants of Order, and Sunday’s Redemption · Oct 13, 2026

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151 Chapter 151: Fu Xuan — I Have a Bad Feeling About This… 2026-10-13
152 Chapter 152: The Impostor Galaxy Ranger! 2026-10-13
153 Chapter 153: Welt: Looking at Her, There’s No Way She Could Be a Bad Person 2026-10-13
154 Chapter 154: Raiden Bosen Mori Mei! 2026-10-13
155 Chapter 155: Are All Nameless This Reckless? 2026-10-13
156 Chapter 156: I Really Want to Blow That Imposter’s Head Off 2026-10-13
157 Chapter 157: Blade of Nihility, Shooting Star of the Hunt! 2026-10-13
158 Chapter 158: Rules Are Meant to Be Broken! 2026-10-13
159 Chapter 159: The Harmonic Choir — Dominicus Descends! (Please Subscribe) 2026-10-13
160 Chapter 160: Full Authority of the Herrscher of Sentience Unlocked! (Please Subscribe) 2026-10-13
161 Chapter 161: Authority of Consciousness! The Only Cheat in the Dream World! 2026-10-13
162 Chapter 162: The Harmonic Choir! Septimus the Great Appears! 2026-10-13
163 Chapter 163: Step Forward and Kneel, Lost One Wandering Beneath Death’s Shadow 2026-10-13
164 Chapter 164: Shouting About Friendship, Bonds, and Trailblaze, They Charged Right In 2026-10-13
165 Chapter 165: And Then, They Awakened From the Dream 2026-10-13
166 Chapter 166: Penacony’s Dreamscape Will Never Belong to Order! 2026-10-13
167 Chapter 167: The Reckoning — And the Farewell of a Fictionologist 2026-10-13
168 Chapter 168: So What If the Aventurine Stone Shattered? At Least You’re Still Alive 2026-10-13
169 Chapter 169: The Remnants of Order, and Sunday’s Redemption 2026-10-13
170 Chapter 170: Golden Treasure Chest: Noble Phantasm — Enkidu, the Chains of Heaven! 2026-10-13
171 Chapter 171: The Real-World Dilemma, and Penacony’s Future 2026-10-13
172 Chapter 172: Jade: Mr. Evan, Shall We Talk in My Room? 2026-10-13
173 Chapter 173: So Then, Lady Bonajade... What Is the Price? 2026-10-13
174 Chapter 174: Jade’s Test — Evan Was Never a Saint 2026-10-13
175 Chapter 175: Silver Wolf — Where Exactly Are You Taking Firefly? 2026-10-13
176 Chapter 176: Don’t Be Afraid, I Just Want to Get to Know You Better 2026-10-13
177 Chapter 177: Entropy Loss Syndrome? Easy Work! 2026-10-13
178 Chapter 178: A Knight Walking Beneath the Sun 2026-10-13
179 Chapter 179: The Balance Between Life and Destruction 2026-10-13
180 Chapter 180: They’re Hunting Sam—What Does That Have to Do with Firefly? 2026-10-13
181 Chapter 181: Genius Society Member No. 79 — Calderon Chadwick 2026-10-13
182 Chapter 182: An Imprisoned Soul — The Genius Confined Within the Dream 2026-10-13
183 Chapter 183: The Family’s Corruption, the IPC’s Hegemony! 2026-10-13
184 Chapter 184: A Genius’s Invention — The Imaginary Collapse Pulse! 2026-10-13
185 Chapter 185: A Genius’s Final Rest, and Herta’s Invitation 2026-10-13
186 Chapter 186: Mini Herta, Herta, and Big Herta! 2026-10-13
187 Chapter 187: Harvest, Comprehending Reconstruction, and the Imaginary Implosion Pulse! 2026-10-13
188 Chapter 188: I Shall Become a Blade Hanging Above Tyrants and Despots 2026-10-13
189 Chapter 189: The Emperor’s War? No—The War of Schools of Thought! 2026-10-13
190 Chapter 190: Simulated Universe — The Unknowable Domain 2026-10-13
191 Chapter 191: Entering the Unknowable Domain! Facing Polka Kakamond Once Again 2026-10-13
192 Chapter 192: The Scholastic War — The Intelligentsia Guild’s Darkest - 2026-10-13
193 Chapter 193: Another Treasure Chest! Polka Kakamond’s Omniscient Domain! 2026-10-13
194 Chapter 194: The Assassin Called Silence! Domain Expansion: Omniscient Domain! 2026-10-13
195 Chapter 195: Evan Hasn’t Contacted Me for Thirty System Hours 2026-10-13
196 Chapter 196: Authority of the Emanator of Elation — Blind Folly Knows Nothing 2026-10-13
197 Chapter 197: The Scepter System Is Mine! 2026-10-13
198 Chapter 198: Just the Fourth Seat? Easy Enough 2026-10-13
199 Chapter 199: Sometimes, Bullying Phantylia Isn’t Such a Bad Idea 2026-10-13
200 Chapter 200: Tingyun: My Benefactor, I Will Reclaim Everything 2026-10-13

”Brother...”

A pair of Halovian siblings once discovered a dying Harmony Dove chick in the grass nearby.

”It wasn’t born just to live inside a cage.”

”Humans believe flying is a bird’s nature only because they’ve never seen a bird fall to its death.”

”Birds... belong to the sky by birth.”

”I... no matter what, I want it to live.”

The siblings soon found themselves divided over what should happen to the little bird.

The younger sister believed they could raise it, care for it—

But in the end, the bird should still return to the sky.

Even if it failed—

That would still be the bird’s own fate, and should be respected.

But her brother thought differently—

If the bird was born weak and incapable of flying,

Then rather than sending it back into the skies to face unknown dangers,

He would rather let it live forever as a caged bird.

It might lose its freedom—

But at least it would survive.

For the first time—

The young siblings experienced a clash of ideals.

Though they were still children,

Even then, the differences between them had already begun to show.

The younger sister was brave, compassionate, willing to fight for others.

While the older brother already displayed the temperament of a protector—

And a desire for control.

Later—

After Robin set out on her own journey,

The siblings released the Harmony Dove they had once rescued.

And just as Sunday had predicted—

The bird had been born flawed.

A weak creature incapable of truly surviving in the skies.

After countless attempts to fly—

It finally succeeded.

Only to fall to its death shortly afterward.

”Its ending was decided from the very beginning. What kind of fate it met depended solely on human choice.”

During his time serving as the Oak Family’s head—

Sunday witnessed countless kinds of people.

And all the ugliness hidden within the world.

After seeing enough injustice and inequality,

Sunday once raised a question to the Harmony Aeon, Xipe.

”If the strong supporting the weak truly forms the foundation of paradise...”

”Then who abandoned them here in this suffering world to cry out in pain?”

Then—

There was Robin.

She traveled to war-torn planets to spread Harmony and save the weak.

Only to be struck in the throat by a stray bullet—

Nearly dying.

That was also why Robin always wore a ribbon around her neck.

To Sunday—

His sister’s safety mattered more than anything else.

Robin was the family he had grown up beside.

So this—

Was his compromise with freedom.

From childhood onward,

Sunday had always shown excessive protectiveness and possessiveness.

But he also understood his sister well enough to know—

She could never live trapped inside a cage.

Which was why—

He still allowed her to fly.

And now—

That bird had been wounded.

If left uncontrolled,

It would only repeat the fate of the Harmony Dove they once rescued as children.

To Sunday—

I gave the bird freedom to fly, and it fell to its death.

I offered forgiveness to sinners, and they betrayed me.

I gave my sister freedom, and she was hurt.

From that moment onward—

His worldview began to change.

Only Order became his guiding faith.

So it wasn’t merely Gopher Wood’s influence that shaped him.

There was also his own choice.

The once-devoted follower of Harmony—

Had gradually become a believer in Order.

The weak did not need freedom of choice.

Because their choices often came with sacrifice.

The burden of choosing a path should belong to the strong.

To discard survival of the fittest.

To avoid confronting human weakness directly.

People only needed to continue living peacefully within the paradise built by Order.

”Brother...”

”...”

In the haze—

Sunday’s head throbbed painfully.

Slowly—

He opened his eyes.

He vaguely remembered falling.

Harmony’s radiance had transformed into a speeding Astral Express.

The authority of consciousness had been severed by a gigantic sword.

Gopher Wood was dead.

His consciousness completely dispersed.

And the Philosophical Child—

The Harmonious Choir, Dominicus, the Harmonious Choir, the Embryo of Philosophy, the Harmonious Choir Divine Sunday—

Gradually collapsed beneath Harmony’s light,

Dissolved,

And returned once more to Harmony’s embrace.

Order had failed.

Penacony had returned to Harmony’s hands.

And at the moment Order failed—

Something inside Sunday’s convictions had also begun to change.

Because at that moment—

He heard his sister singing.

That was the voice of freedom.

And the melody of Harmony.

While he himself...

Was merely noise within Order’s symphony.

Then—

His body continued falling.

Falling.

Falling endlessly into the abyss.

And just as he believed everything had already slipped away—

Light arrived before him once more.

”What’s wrong with him? Don’t tell me you punched him stupid?”

”How is that possible? I barely even touched him, okay? If anyone hit him hard, wouldn’t that be Robin?”

”I-I didn’t...”

Three voices echoed nearby, making Sunday frown slightly.

Everything felt dizzy.

As though he were still endlessly sinking deeper into a dream.

After an unknown amount of time—

A blinding light finally shone down upon him.

Only then did Sunday fully open his eyes.

Soon—

Three figures appeared before him.

Sunday struggled to make them out clearly.

One of them had soft pink hair.

She looked a little silly—

But surprisingly cute.

Another was male.

If he remembered correctly—

This was the person who had completely defeated Divine Sunday on Penacony’s grand stage.

Multiple Paths intertwined within his soul.

Countless colors radiated from his body.

Only the Halovians could truly perceive such things clearly.

Though chaotic—

They were pure.

Completely free of dissonance.

Strangely enough—

He almost seemed more orderly than Order itself.

More harmonious than Harmony.

How bizarre.

Finally—

Sunday’s gaze landed on Robin.

That voice—

Yes.

That voice had come from her.

His younger sister.

The one person he could never mistake.

Robin’s voice.

Robin’s alone.

So...

Was I wrong?

Sunday didn’t speak immediately.

Instead—

He quietly looked at the people before him.

Yes.

He had been wrong.

I called myself a guardian of the weak.

A cage willingly sacrificing itself for the birds within.

But just like Robin—

No matter what—

Birds should still have the right to choose for themselves.

Sunday slowly narrowed his eyes.

Light fell upon everyone around him—

While only a faint afterglow reached himself.

Yet the next second—

He suddenly felt something poking his cheek.

Then a strand of hair brushed lightly against his nose.

Making it twitch involuntarily.

”Hey! Evan! March! Miss Robin!”

”Mr. Sunday looks awake!”

The moment Stelle shouted that—

March 7th and Robin hurried over immediately.

Then—

Evan slowly walked over as well.

And when their eyes met—

Sunday instinctively frowned.

One color.

Two colors.

Three.

Four.

Five completely different hues—

Perfectly balanced together.

None interfering with the others at all.

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