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:

can't let anyone see you like this. Wait here for a while. I'll bring something for you to

Harper, but Caster was right. Walking around covered in blood was a

"And then what?"

Caster hesitated.

rid of the body. But… it won't be easy to do without being noticed, if not by slum rats, than by Guards. Don't worry, though… I'll think of something. Just wait for me to

stop him from returning with a crowd of people?

shadow to keep an eye on things after

corpse, Sunny sighed and sat on the floor, resting his back against

bloodied body lying motionless on the stones beside him. For the first time, Sunny wished that his eyes weren't able

were still open, staring at him

am stuck with you

knew that a new shadow had joined the silent ranks of every creature he

could

Time slowly crawled.

prying eyes and waste a lot of time conversing with people who constantly

Sunny?" Do

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

a while, his thoughts began to wander. He listened to the sound of rain falling on the stones outside and scowled. Rain

was always reminded

background. His story was more mundane than

took care of the city's outer barriers. His mom

maintenance workers. Three years after that, his mother got sick and eventually passed away. Factory workers like her often got sick and died due to the harsh conditions, so it

so she was eventually adopted. Sunny, however, was older and had "behavioral problems", which made him pretty much completely undesirable. After enduring a few