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

but Caster was right. Walking around covered

"And then what?"

Caster hesitated.

need to get rid of the body. But… it won't be easy to do without being noticed, if not by

him from returning with a crowd of people? But no. Having Sunny in his pocket would benefit Caster more than getting

the shadow to keep an eye on things after the handsome

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

descending on the ruins, drowning everything in comforting darkness. Of course, he 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 at

stuck with you forever,

new shadow had joined the silent ranks of every creature he had ever

could do was

Time slowly crawled.

gather everything needed without raising any suspicion. He had to avoid prying eyes and waste a lot of time conversing with

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killed, Sunny smiled darkly and listened to what kind of excuse the Legacy

He listened to the sound of rain falling on the stones outside and scowled. Rain always put him

Sunny was always reminded of

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

outer barriers. His mom worked in an underground factory that

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 away. Factory workers like her often got sick and died due to the harsh conditions, so it wasn't a rare

and had "behavioral problems", which made him pretty