Shadow Slave

Lowering his sword, Sunny stood in the silence of the empty room for a while. In the window, the distant axis of the Crimson Spire loomed, the light of dawn slowly painting it red.

A subtle smile appeared on his face.

"Aww. Thank you, Spell. What a nice birthday present."

Summoning the Endless Spring, he greedily drank delicious cold water and then sat on the floor, crossing his legs and drawing a few deep breaths.

'Let's take a look…'

Leaving his worries behind, Sunny dove into the Soul Sea and walked past the rows of motionless shadows.

A long time ago, there had been just a handful of them. Now, hundreds of dark silhouettes watched silently as he approached the tenebrous sun of the Shadow Core. Among them were all kinds of horrors, creatures whose appearance alone would drive weaker men insane. The Mountain King was there. The Black Knight was there, too. The terrifying Spire Messenger stood lifelessly on the tranquil surface of the water.

…And there were humans, too. Harus was among them, and so was Harper.

Sunny didn't pay them any attention.

Standing beneath the Shadow Core, he sighed and summoned the runes.

Name: Sunless.

True Name: Lost from Light.

Rank: Dreamer.

Shadow Core: Dormant.

Shadow Fragments: [977/1000].

…He was so close to accumulating the whole thousand. If Sunny really wanted to, he could have abandoned caution and pushed to reach it before the inevitable journey to the Crimson Spire. However, he was wary of delving into anything unknown right before the fateful confrontation.

He also felt that his time was better spent consolidating and perfecting everything that he had already learned and earned, not wasting it trying to acquire something new.

Still, it was not an easy decision.

With a sigh, he continued reading.

Memories: [Silver Bell], [Puppeteer's Shroud], [Midnight Shard], [Ordinary Rock], [Prowling Thorn], [Endless Spring], [Blood Blossom], [Moonlight Shard], [M… …old], [Weaver's Mask].

Echoes: —

Shadows…

and read, an

...[Marble Saint].

…Marble?

'How fitting…'

time, he summoned his Shadow from the depths of the Core. She appeared in a whirlwind of black flames, standing in front

couldn't help but

looked as though it was cut from granite before, was now entirely black and glossy, like obsidian… or

as white as alabaster… at least the small portion of it he could see through the visor

much stronger, aware,

not what made

the armor. Within the shadow that populated Saint's body, there used to be

there were

her for a

she… rise to a higher

the runes describing the

Shadow: Marble Saint.

Shadow Rank: Awakened.

Shadow Class: Demon.

is a Shadow

Master], [Stalwart], [Spark of

been there before.

[Weapon Sage],

a moment, trying to suppress a triumphant

she would acquire an actual Ability before even becoming a devil… and not just

anticipation, he read

Saint can effectively

Armament Ability Description: [Shadow Saint's armor can accommodate a charm

was silent for a bit, then turned his head and stared

Demon.

satisfied smile finally appeared on his

"Ah. How wonderful…"

but she now also had the ability to use any weapon he would provide for her,

The potential combinations, the

shook his

that Saint was really suited to command an

that he