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:

we can't let anyone see you like this. Wait

but Caster

"And then what?"

Caster hesitated.

noticed, if not by

him from returning with a crowd of people? But no. Having Sunny in his pocket

to keep an eye

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

could still see the bloodied body lying motionless on the stones beside him. For the first time, Sunny wished that his eyes

were still open, staring

stuck with you forever, aren't

into the Soul Sea, Sunny knew that a new shadow had joined the silent ranks of every creature he had

he could do was

Time slowly crawled.

was taking Caster a long time to gather everything needed without raising any suspicion. He had to avoid prying eyes and waste a lot of time conversing with people who constantly wanted to win

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young man he had killed, Sunny smiled darkly and

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

it, Sunny was always reminded of the

he came from a simple background. His story was more mundane than tragic. A trivial story of unfortunate people living hard and

barriers. His mom

occurrence among the city 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 wasn't a rare

a government child care facility. His sister was young and cute, so she was eventually adopted. Sunny, however, was older and had "behavioral problems", which made him pretty much completely undesirable. After enduring a few years in a series of increasingly vile foster homes, he finally managed to run away and