Shadow Slave

After about a month of living in the outer settlement, Sunny woke up one morning with the feeling of not belonging anywhere in this world. This familiar feeling had pursued him for most of his life, and had returned recently after being gone for some time.

With a sigh, he rose from his narrow cot and summoned the Puppeteer's Shroud. The stone lodge was already full of sounds and voices. The tempting smell of breakfast filled the air.

Coming out of his small room, Sunny saw a bunch of Neph's helpers rushing here and there, busy with various tasks. Some of them stopped to greet him, others did not. He paid no attention to them and went outside to wash his face and take a look at the sky.

The grey sky of the Forgotten Shore looked as it always did. Nothing ever really changed in this loathsome hell.

On his way back, Sunny noticed a gaunt figure standing hesitantly near the doors of the lodge. The ragged young man looked very familiar.

Reaching into his memory, Sunny identified him as the friendly, but nervous receptions from the castle. His clothes were much less clean and tidy than they had been before, and his face had become even thinner.

The young man had clearly seen better days.

'What is he doing there?'

Coming closer, Sunny called out to the young man:

"Uh… Harper, right? How come you're here?"

Harper flinched, then looked at him with anxious eyes:

"Oh… Sunless! It's, uh… it's so nice to see you."

Sunny stared at him for a while, then asked bluntly:

"Did they kick you out of the castle?"

Harper's face instantly fell. Lowering his gaze, he stayed silent for a few moments, and then said quietly:

"I haven't been able to pay the tribute anymore. So… yes. I guess they did."

Then he glanced up, hesitated, and asked in a weak voice:

"I… I heard that I can get some food here?"

Sunny tried to give him a reassuring smile.

"Sure. Usually, we give out meat after the hunts. But if you're hungry right now, I'm certain there's something we can do. Just talk to… uh… a girl with red hair. She's in charge of breakfast, I think."

Harper smiled, too, the weak light of hope igniting in his eyes.

"Really? They will just give me a meal for free?"

Sunny shrugged.

le… uh, doesn't matter. They help around, doing this and that, to express their gratitude, I guess. If you feel guilty just eating for free, ask them for some chore. This might not be the Bright Castle,

Sunny directed him toward the kitchen and

If this went on, he would have to share his room with some random

main hall, he noticed Nephis and Caster standing near the window, discussing the approaching hunt. This morning, there were several hunters from other parties surrounding them. The cohort had been planning a big

they just... start

walked over to the group of hunters and greeted them. Caster smiled at him, while

knew who stands

to the discussion. One of the hunters was

but the Awakened creatures living there have an incredibly sharp hearing. Attacking

from the ruins, some were made right here by the craftsmen of the outer settlement. There

small, but prosperous Awakened cohort. There was even a large map of the Dark City on one of the walls, with various symbols marking

at a particular spot on

right here is much more promising. Blood Fiends are known to dwell in these parts. They hibernate during the day, so if we

Caster shook his head.

to the territory of those strange living statues. We all know how formidable those bizarre creatures are. I

finding something that he could be helpful

have a bell

buzz of the conversation.

inhaled deeply, waited for a

of my two sound-producing

that moment, Caster seemed to come up with a brilliant idea. Everyone listened to him, turning their

what's even the

awkward, angry, and utterly

top of the second-storey addition and sat there, solemnly watching as the sun slowly

absence. Not surprised, he sent the shadow around the lodge, watching

of energy, enthusiasm, and

the only one who

Harper, had already found some friends. He was currently

Sunny frowned.

something wasn't quite right with Harper. He couldn't put his finger on it, but

seemed to do just what any newcomer would do: helping people, learning their names, and asking questions about how things worked in the

But something was wrong.

the slum. With the shadow stealthily following him from behind, the gaunt young man made sure that no one saw him and hurriedly dove into a

one of the high-ranking Guards

all this

and

"Well?"

down, his fear and anxiousness

Yes, uh, sir. I've done what you

The Guard smiled.

really do want to

desperate