Memory of Heaven:Romance Written By Fate Through Beyond Infinity Time-Chapter 395 Under the Sun That Never Sleeps

"It shouldn't be like this," Joanna said. "Didn't the Black Sun cease to exist with the last magic she cast?"

The sky of Omega was supposed to be a soft purple at dusk—the color that once enveloped the Hymdar mountains and the floating cities above the clouds. But as Joanna and Rui stepped out of the time rift and set foot on Omega, they did not see the sky.

They saw wounds.

The sky had been torn open like skin cut by a god's claw, revealing a large swirling mass of black and gold, like a sun turned inside out, burning from within and radiating the pure will known as the Black Sun.

It didn't emit light; instead, it exuded a luminous emptiness that seeped into her soul. Light distortion created flickering shadows, making Joanna's silhouette appear marred by an intangible presence.

Joanna stood frozen, her breath caught in her throat by the reality before her. The world she once knew—the sacred plains of Omega, the crystal pools from the era of Asgard, the seasonal spires—all melted into abstract forms, as if pulled by an unforeseen force. The ground heaved like a heartbeat, vibrating beneath her feet as if sensing her presence. Rivers flowed upwards towards the gaps in the sky, their waters shimmering with an unnatural black-gold hue.

In the distance, human shadows froze in the air, their eyes vacant and mouths wide open as if still screaming without sound, creating a stark image of helplessness. The whispering wind crafted an atmosphere of anxiety that filled the air, sending shivers down Joanna's spine. The tension escalated as the cold temperature mingled with a stifling heat in her chest, quickening her heartbeat.

They are not dead.

They are caught in time, trapped in the liminal space between reality and oblivion.

The effect of Chrono-Void Radiation—the primary consequence of the Black Sun—spread mercilessly, devastating all in its path.

Joanna felt every vibration from the Black Sun seeping into her bones, as if each pulse resonated with the heartbeat of a dying world. "Joanna..." Rui's voice was hoarse and trembling, laden with uncertainty. "This..."

Joanna did not respond. Her gaze remained fixed on the Black Sun hanging in the sky, appearing like a crown of darkness. In her golden irises, the reflection of that light seemed to dance, undulating like a haunting shadow closing in—like an arrow that had returned to its owner. The air around her felt increasingly heavy, charged with the static that made her hair vibrate with unsettling intensity.

The effects of Black Sun were not only felt physically. The sound of the wind vanished, replaced by an ominous rustle that made Joanna's heart race with tension. She sensed the temperature around her rising, stinging her skin softly and suddenly, as though the sun were incinerating everything around her, while the cold fought back and gnawed at her bones with terrifying strength.

Gravity shattered into two poles: some areas were lifted in devastation, while others were crushed by the pull into the ground. Joanna felt a powerful pressure in her chest, as if the forces of these two poles were trying to draw her in an unpredictable direction. She wanted to scream, but her voice was choked by the tension coursing within her.

The colors of the world faded: the entire landscape turned into a monochrome gray, with hues only appearing when someone cried or recalled something intensely. Shadows seemed to warp, vanishing and re-emerging with each heartbeat, creating a disturbing illusion.

Animals and plants had undergone extraordinary transformations: flora and fauna evolved randomly, with trees weeping blood and birds chirping in a language seemingly drawn from the depths of hell. Their voices echoed, forming a grim symphony that filled the darkness. Joanna felt her body tremble, as if she were connected to the vibrations of fear emanating from the creatures around her that struggled for survival.

Humans could not dream: anyone who fell asleep within a 100-mile radius of the direct light of the Black Sun would become trapped in the "One Second Dream," where they would live and die thousands of times in a motionless nightmare. This awareness weighed heavily on Joanna, flooding her with a sharp sense of guilt—what had she done?

Joanna looked down. Beneath her feet, the trace of Jeanne remained—a charred silhouette frozen in place, facing the remnants of the Third Tower. There was no body, only the imprint of a final will, etched in the painful silence. In the stillness, the turmoil within her grew stronger, resonating in harmony with the uncertainty ahead.

Rui knelt, her eyes ablaze with the unspoken turmoil of her heart. "What... is all of this because of...?" Her voice trembled, nearly lost in the overwhelming silence that enveloped them.

Joanna replied with detached emotion, but each word felt heavy on her tongue, her voice cracking under the unbearable pressure imposed by the Black Sun. The pull of that force threatened to collapse her will to survive from within.

"Yes." She exhaled as if forcing out dust from her mouth.

"Is it because you're angry?" Fear emanated from Rui as she gazed into Joanna's eyes, searching for the hidden truth.

"Because I love him." Joanna's voice was eroded by the waves of profound longing gnawing at her soul, encapsulating every whimper of pain that accompanied that revelation. She felt that the Black Sun's creation not only stripped her of her home but also erased the love buried deep within the earth.

Rui looked intently into Joanna's eyes, her tone quivering as she asked, "Jeanne was burned... because you bear the curse of Chronos?" Her voice was thick with questions, creating a new wave of fear that lingered in the air.

Joanna nodded. "They knew I could bring destruction. So they decided to eliminate the weak. But Jeanne... she took my place. She claimed responsibility so that I could live."

"And in return, you awakened the Black Sun?"

Joanna laughed bitterly. "I don't know how it happened. But the curse of Chronos within me... it resonated with my anger. When I cried out and cursed the sky... time shattered. And that light emerged. The sun transformed."

Suddenly, a voice echoed from the Black Sun—not words, but vibrations that penetrated their souls. The sound mingled with waves of heat and cold that brushed against Joanna's skin, sending shivers down to her bones.

"The traitor of time returns," echoed a voice from the Black Sun.

"Bring her into the cycle of erasure," they commanded.

"Break her blood. Melt her memories."

Rui gripped the spiral relic, feeling her heartbeat quicken and her breath grow heavy in her chest. "What is that?"

Joanna closed her eyes, feeling the Black Sun's energy swirling around her, transforming the atmosphere into liquid. "That is The Remnants of the Determined—creatures formed from the will erased by the Black Sun. They despise anyone with a past."

"Reminders of history... must be destroyed," they whispered, their voices echoing like a chilling prophecy.

Shadows began to emerge from the ground, not just mere shadows but some kind of dark distortion dancing in the air. Transparent creatures resembling living fog, with glowing bones and featureless faces, swayed in the dim light, forming and destroying themselves in a single terrifying breath. Joanna and Rui felt the temperature drop to freezing point, penetrating their skin with a threatening presence.

Joanna stood, shedding her cloak while sensing the extraordinary vibrations of the Black Sun's presence. Every heartbeat resonated with that frequency, making her feel as though she were tossed between reality and a dream.

From her body, time magic burst forth in the shape of cracked clocks, long hands encircling her like orbits. She felt as though a force was pulling her into the darkness.

"I will not run anymore," she declared, her voice filling the increasingly constricting space with courage. "Omega... I am back. Not to punish, but to redeem the mistakes that have occurred."

He touched the ground, and a giant glyph emerged from his heart. Its hourglass shape was adorned with the letters of Chronosik:

"Anima Reversal: Hour of Unburning." The earth trembled beneath him, reacting as if it could sense the new power rising. The sky vibrated with a haunting resonance. Black Sun responded, a dark circle filled with energy that seemed to absorb the surrounding light, creating a distortion that made everything appear to shake and swirl around it at a startling speed.

Time around Rui slowed. Even the sound of her heartbeat became an echo, filling the silence with a rhythm that heightened the tense atmosphere. Joanna turned to Rui, feeling a shiver crawl up her spine, as if Black Sun was unleashing waves of energy that buzzed through the air.

"I will fight against what I have birthed," he said, his voice enveloping them in thick darkness, emphasizing the tension that lingered between them.

"And I will stand by your side," she replied, feeling the vibrations from the presence of the Black Sun. Each word she spoke was like a stone dropped into a pond, creating emotional ripples that ignited hope even amidst the looming threat. "Because this world may be broken... but we do not have to perish along with it."

Black Sun shone darker, emanating an aura that caressed their skin with a chilling touch before stinging like starlight piercing the void. From within, something began to rise, creating a vibration as if the ground was holding its breath in a haunting silence. It was not merely light or a creature, but Chronos itself—the true embodiment of the curse rooted in Joanna's blood, signaling the immense responsibility she faced.

Meanwhile, Omega braced itself to witness an unprecedented clash of time, an event never recorded in any history book, as the atmosphere intensified—the temperature plummeting sharply and the air pressure shifting, constricting the space around them. The roar of Black Sun drowned out the whispers of the wind, crafting a terrifying symphony in the stillness before the storm.