Shadow Slave
Chapter 217
When Sunny realized that he was dreaming, the first thing that came to his mind was that there was another soul tree growing somewhere near the white arch. However, after a few moments of panic, he quickly dismissed this idea.
After all, he had never actually dreamt while under the mind hex of the ancient fiend. He had just mistaken the broken memories of his conversation with Cassie for a dream.
But this… this one was real.
The dreamscape that surrounded Sunny was ephemeral, shifting, and shrouded in shadows. Above him, the sun was like a circle of darkness, with crimson light drowning in a burning sea of clouds. However, none of that light reached him.
In the tenebrous hall of black marble, there was nothing but empty silence.
…Which was now destroyed by the sound of a baby crying, of course.
The woman's screams had long grown silent. Peering into the stygian depths of the dark marble hall, Sunny saw nothing but endless shadows. The baby's cries were coming from somewhere beyond them.
…Or from within them.
A subtle thought entered Sunny's mind. The monumental walls, the colossal columns, the grandiose hall… all of it looked strangely familiar. As though he had already been here once, a long time ago.
All that was missing were the signs of desolation and a large altar cut from a single block of black marble. In fact, it should have been standing right where the crying sounds were coming from.
Familiar words appeared in his mind, now full of new meaning.
'...Child of Shadows?'
In the next moment, everything disappeared.
***
The world was swaying. A seemingly endless surface of black stone was flowing past his vision, moving up and down.
it wasn't the stone, but Sunny
'Wh—what?!'
He was currently held gently by a young woman who was
Sunny himself — his actual body, that is. She was slender and exquisitely beautiful, with soft porcelain skin and long raven hair. The
scales so intricately tattooed that sometimes, it seemed as though the creature was moving. Whoever marked the girl's
seen similar markings in
slave who belonged to the
Nightmare. The serpent coiled around her neck and arms served both as her
Sunny could tell from the love with which she held the child and the quiet smile that appeared on her face
his own mother at a young
slave, then the child
to understand what was happening to
in did not belong to him. Instead, it belonged to the nameless temple slave
child of
was
***
shrouded in darkness. Judging by the black marble walls, they were in another part of the ancient
burning with strange, pale
not ghosts, but humans. There were several other slaves, while the
of the Shadow God did not pursue opulence and status. In fact, many of the priests bore the same markings as the slaves,
are they doing here? What
beauty entrusted the child to her. Separated from the warmth of his mother's chest, the toddler… Sunny… felt cold and
to stand with the rest of the people gathered in the underground
woman, meanwhile, slowly walked into the circle of light.
motionlessly between
stared at the beautiful slave, feeling that something important
But… what?
About Shadow Slave - Chapter 217
Shadow Slave is the best current series of the author Guiltythree. With the below Chapter 217 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 217 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com