Shadow Slave

Sunny stared at Caster with a grim expression. Despite the amiable smile and reassuring voice, he knew what the handsome Legacy was doing.

He grew up in the outskirts, after all.

Caster had said "I will help you."

But what he actually meant was "I will own you."

Because there was no better leverage than a gruesome secret. This help of his was going to come at a price.

But what choice did Sunny have, really? Unless he was ready to fight and kill Caster right there and then, thus silencing the only witness of his crime forever, he couldn't refuse.

Plus… what Caster thought was going to happen and what would really happen was not as set in stone as it seemed. As long as Sunny was alive, there was hope of turning things around, somehow.

He just had to get through this, one step at a time.

Sunny forced out a smile.

"Thank you, Caster. I won't… won't forget it."

Then, he glanced at the dead body lying at his feet and took a step back, escaping the quickly growing puddle of blood. His face remained calm, but a small, almost imperceptible shiver ran through his body.

"So… what do we do now?"

The proud Legacy lingered, then said in a solemn tone:

let anyone see you like this. Wait here for a while. I'll bring something

near Harper, but

"And then what?"

Caster hesitated.

without being noticed, if not by slum

with a crowd of people? But no. Having Sunny in his pocket would benefit

eye on things

sighed and sat on the floor, resting his back against the flimsy wall of the hut. He was

slowly descending on the ruins, drowning everything in comforting darkness. Of course, he could still see the bloodied body lying motionless on the stones beside

open,

I am stuck with you forever, aren't

a new shadow had joined

could

Time slowly crawled.

suspicion. He had to avoid prying eyes and waste a lot of time conversing with people who constantly wanted to win his

Have you seen Sunny?" Do

smiled darkly and listened to what kind of excuse the Legacy would come up with

listened to the sound of rain

of it, Sunny was

in mystery and screamed of tragedy, he came from a simple background. His story was more mundane than

outer barriers. His mom worked in an underground factory that produced air filtration systems. Together, their income was barely enough to afford a small cell in one of the human hives in the

killed in a work accident, which was not a rare occurrence among the city maintenance workers. Three years after that, his mother got sick and eventually passed

problems", which made him pretty