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 here for a while. I'll bring something for

to stay anywhere near Harper, but Caster was right. Walking around covered in blood was a

"And then what?"

Caster hesitated.

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

hesitated, wondering if he could trust the Legacy. What was going to stop him from returning with a crowd of people? But no. Having Sunny in his pocket would benefit Caster

sent the shadow to keep an eye on things after

the floor, resting his back

body lying motionless

eyes were still open, staring

am… I am stuck with you forever, aren't

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

could

Time slowly crawled.

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 his attention. At some point,

Do you want

their lodge, sitting on the floor near the corpse of a young man he had killed, Sunny smiled darkly and listened to what kind of excuse the Legacy would come up with to account for his

thoughts began to wander. He listened to the sound of rain falling

Sunny was

came from a simple background. His story was more mundane than

one of the numerous maintenance crews that took care of the city's outer barriers. His mom worked in an underground

four, his father was killed in a work accident, which was not a rare occurrence among the city maintenance workers. Three years after

was older and had "behavioral problems", which made him pretty much