Shadow Slave

"Wake up, Sunless! Your nightmare is…"

"Shut the hell up!"

Trying to remain in the blissful embrace of sleep, Sunny hissed through his teeth and stubbornly closed his eyes tighter. He was warm and comfortable under the blanket, on his own bed, where all the problems of the world seemed less serious and dire.

For a moment, there was silence.

'That's better…'

"Wake up, Sunless! Your…"

'Goddammit!'

Thrusting one arm from under the blanket, Sunny summoned one of his Memories. Immediately, a triangular leaf-shaped throwing dagger appeared in his hand, only to be thrown blindly at the source of the irritating voice. Missing its mark, the kunai clinked against the stone wall and fell to the floor.

However, the voice did fall silent.

Sunny sighed. It was already too late. He was awake.

Far in the distance, the waves were starting to crash against the city wall. The night was coming, so it was time to get up.

Opening his eyes, Sunny sat up and looked around.

His room was beautiful and spacious. The stone walls were engraved with intricate patterns, creating an atmosphere of sanctity and elegance. The furniture was made out of pale polished wood, with several mismatched pieces that Sunny had scavenged from different places himself.

no windows, however, there were light wells cunningly hidden here and there. Sadly, the ingenious system of mirrors that

of the features

his best

the last remnants of sleep. His long, dirty

'Let's make some breakfast.'

But first things first…

the kunai. The throwing dagger jumped into the air and landed on his palm. This was a trick that had taken Sunny quite some time to master: in the beginning,

line into the stone. All around it, there were dozens and dozens

since Sunny came to this

had happened

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tall walls, with monsters wandering its narrow streets. And in the center of the city, there was a

as the three of them

were no

due to their strength or luck — were stuck there with no hope

help but laugh out loud. Oh, what a fool he had been. So full

bent over and slapped

that's funny! Good one, Sunny. What do you think about

staring at him with reproach. Its silence only made Sunny

living alone in the city. He was more or less alright after leaving the castle due to that unfortunate falling out

bastard of a knight had almost disemboweled him, leaving Sunny no choice but to crawl away while using his own two hands to stop his intestines from falling out. After finding his way to a

'Good times…'

Anyway, he survived.

he had scavenged from the ruins of a library and glanced at the grey rock that