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.]

made a sour

that terrifying. Yeah. I'm not creeped out

to think of it, the first creature he killed was called a larva. If he were to assume that Mountain King was a mature Puppeteer Worm — and already a tyrant… then what the

better not to think

immediately appeared around his body and wrapped it into a set of armor. It was made of dark-gray, soft fabric

made no sound when he moved. Perfect equipment for someone who likes to lurk in the

Creature below the Awakened rank, which gave him a great advantage in dealing with all dormant monsters. He also felt

of doubt… does it have enhanced protection against mental

was

wouldn't expect anything less from the Memory

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

rewards he had received during

freely available to Sleepers, there wasn't even a limit to the amount each of them could eat! More than that, there were rice, bread, various side dishes, sauces,

steering

the world's existence. As juicy, textured, perfectly seasoned meat filled his mouth, Sunny's vision suddenly was full of stars. He had

could have lived like that for

Spell… why didn't you infect

time. Satiated and more than a little gorged, Sunny longingly looked back and thought about getting another serving. But it

he stood up

he found himself in a small office, sitting across from an administrative worker.

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

that he had to tell the worker something. Luckily, the questions were worded in a way to put Sleepers at ease. As such, most of them

about the type of Aspect Ability you received, as in

but had to be

haven't had time to understand it

able to directly deal damage with

not? Earlier, I wasn't even

enough information to create an

that, he returned to his room, undressed, and

surprisingly easy. Lying on a soft mattress, with his