Shadow Slave

Sunny swayed a little, and then looked down at his shadow.

The shadow seemed to be in pain. It was slumped, clutching at its chest with one hand and waving at him with the other. When it noticed that Sunny was staring at it, it desperately pointed to itself.

'What… what is this guy trying to say?'

Was he having a heart attack? No, of course not. That would be ridiculous. Shadows didn't have hearts…

What was it pointing at, then?

Sunny scowled.

The shadow was his reflection. So maybe it was not pointing at its own heart, but at his.

But his heart felt fine. What else was there to point at?

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

The Soul Core. The Soul Core usually overlapped over a human's heart…

With a shudder, Sunny dove into the Soul Sea.

Instead of the usual peace and quiet, he was met by ominous chaos. The dark waters that were always tranquil and still were now restless and turbulent. They rippled and surged, as though under the assault of the invisible winds.

Up above, the spheres of light that represented his Memories shimmered and blinked, as if about to be extinguished. The black sun of the Shadow Core was trembling. He could almost see tiny cracks appear on its transparent surface.

Only the silent shadows were still the same, not disturbed by the approaching disaster at all. They stood motionlessly, staring at him with no expression on their black, lifeless faces.

Sunny did not pay them any attention and stared at the Shadow Core with wide eyes, dumbfounded.

'...Soul damage. I am receiving soul damage.'

He was under the effect of a continuous soul attack.

Escaping the unquiet sea in panic, Sunny wiped the blood off his face and looked around with a grim expression. He was even paler than usual.

'What the hell is attacking me?'

After a few moments, he suddenly shivered, stunned by a chilling revelation. And then looked up, at the blinding disсus of the sun.

been wrong. Its light was indeed much brighter than it had

of the Forgotten Shore, which had always been grey, were now almost white, full of merciless heat and radiance. It looked as though someone had erased reality itself, leaving behind

'The sun…'

source of the soul attack

It was sunlight itself.

and destroyed. And since the sun was now directly above them, at high noon,

was no

Except for…

Crimson Spire. Behind them, welcoming darkness promised shade and safety. This was the only place where he

'The army!'

around, he peered across the

stumbling and swaying, as

destroyed,

and confusion. Sunny wanted to scream, warning

see the graceful shining figure

didn't know that the gates of the Spire

'Think, think!'

seconds,

ringing of a silver bell spread across the

away on the battlefield, Nephis spun and

on! Come

again and waved his hand in

was no need. Changing Star had already moved, thrusting her sword toward the Spire. In the next moment, the Dreamer Army lunged forward. Sleepers were running with all the speed they could muster,

what is she

her soldiers. Instead, she

they had left at

a bit when he realized that she was going back for

there was nothing he could do to help, not

'Good luck…'

he rolled on the ground and ran toward the darkness of the

before Sunny could reach it, he saw something falling down from the

'What the…'

rolled several times before coming to a stop, then remained still. Sunny dashed toward it, quickly

man was still alive, if barely conscious. A graceful rapier was worriedly zipping in the air around him, the steel of its blade bleak and devoid of

sky when the soul erasure had begun, much closer to its source, and so suffered more than those of them on the

the collar and dragged him toward the opened