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.

ingenious system

of the features of his secret lair that

was his

the last remnants of

'Let's make some breakfast.'

But first things first…

and landed on his palm. This was a trick

the kunai to scratch a small line into the stone. All around it, there were dozens

already been four months since Sunny came to this

happened

***

indeed found a vast, ruined city surrounded by tall walls, with monsters wandering its narrow

castle was full of people. However, they weren't Awakened, as the three of them had hoped. Instead, they were,

were no Gateway

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

the castle, Sunny couldn't help but laugh out loud. Oh, what a fool he had been. So full

bent over and

Sunny. What do you think about that, eh

him with reproach. Its silence only made

gone a little bit insane some time ago. Probably around his third week of living alone in the city. He was more or less alright after leaving the castle due to that unfortunate falling

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 secluded ditch and lying there for a few days, too weak to move and simply waiting

'Good times…'

Anyway, he survived.

the ruins of a library and glanced at the grey rock that