Shadow Slave

Everything having to do with Sleepers was situated in the same building. Sunny followed the instructions sent to his communicator and quickly found the dormitories, which were situated on one of the lowest levels. To his surprise, he actually got a whole room to himself.

It had a bed with a soft mattress, a table, a dresser, and even a separate bathroom! The materials were new and aesthetically pleasing, the air crisp and sterile. It was warm inside, and the outer wall was equipped with a hidden screen that seamlessly imitated a wide window, opening to a picturesque vista of a snowy park.

There were even several sets of clothes with the Academy emblem provided to him for free.

'How extravagant,' Sunny thought, a little stunned.

Rationally, he understood that such an arrangement was not really luxurious. However, to him, who grew up wandering the outskirts, this room was like a palace. He scratched his head.

'Looks like… I've made it?'

Sunny glanced around, then winked at his shadow and smiled.

"I guess we're moving up in the world, huh?"

The shadow didn't respond, apparently not very impressed. Perhaps it didn't care about such things.

'Right, what would a stupid shadow know?'

Sunny changed into new clothes and studied himself in the mirror. Then, remembering something, he summoned the runes.

He finally had time to study the Puppeteer's Shroud.

Memory: [Puppeteer's Shroud].

Memory Rank: Awakened.

Memory Type: Armor.

Memory Description: [A worm of doubt once found its way into a righteous king's heart. With time, the king was devoured from inside and became its puppet. A lifetime later, the Puppeteer Worm escaped from the king's dead body, leaving behind a cacoon of black silk. No one knows where it went; however, once people dared to approach the silent castle, they found the silk among the mountains of gnawed bones and fashioned it into an armor.]

a

terrifying. Yeah. I'm not

Mountain King was a mature Puppeteer Worm — and

not to

Puppeteer's Shroud. Thin black threads immediately appeared around his body and wrapped it into a set of armor. It was made of dark-gray, soft fabric with several elements, such as bracers and shoulder

made no sound when he moved. Perfect equipment for someone

smiled. He knew that this armor would be tough to pierce for any Creature below the Awakened rank, which gave him a great advantage

it have enhanced protection against mental

he was

anything less from the Memory of a

Puppeteer's Shroud was obviously not meant to be worn on top of a full set of clothes. Quite satisfied, Sunny dismissed it and left his room,

bad,' he thought, recalling all the rewards he had received during and after the First

even a limit to the amount

thought, steering clear of

on his plate, he found an empty seat and, for a while, forgot about the world's existence. As juicy, textured, perfectly seasoned meat filled his mouth, Sunny's vision suddenly was full

he could have lived like that

didn't you infect me a few

gorged, Sunny longingly looked back and thought

regret, he stood up

found himself in a small office, sitting across from an administrative worker. The worker was very friendly, and

again. Remembering her advice, he refused, and the interview smoothly

in a way to put Sleepers at ease. As such, most of them started with nice

telling me about the type of

did mind, but had to be

haven't had

able to

not? Earlier, I wasn't even

on like that. In the end, Sunny shared just enough information to create an impression that his Aspect

he returned to his

time after the Nightmare would be weird, but in fact, it was surprisingly easy. Lying on a soft