Shadow Slave

Chapter 408

Sunny crawled out of the simulation pod and lay on the cold floor for a while, breathing heavily.

'How come an illusory arena is so exhausting?'

The designers of the Dreamscape were really weird. The people who frequented the Colosseum were even weirder, though. Sunny couldn't even begin to understand the quirks of their behavior.

'That's how subcultures are, I guess?'

After a while, he stood up and went upstairs to make himself some food and replenish all the energy he had spent during this intense and taxing hour.

Sunny made himself a light dinner, devoured it with wolfish hunger, and then relaxed in a chair while drinking a cup of delicious tea.

As he rested, his communicator buzzed.

He took a sip of tea, then opened the message Effie had sent him.

"Hey doofus! Have you seen this? I think I found a new boyfriend for your girlfriend!"

The message ended with a winking emote and an attached video link.

Perplexed, Sunny clicked on the link… and spit out all of his tea.

Forgetting to wipe his chin, he stared at the holographic screen in front of him with wide eyes.

"What… what the hell is this?!"

The video was… of him.

Of his duel in the Dreamscape, to be precise.

***

Caught in stunning quality, the recording of his short duel against the young man in azure armor was playing on a loop, set to menacing and epic music. The caption read "Mongrel Victorious". Sunny stared at it for a while, then slowly lowered his gaze and looked at the view count beneath the video.

'S—seven… seven zeroes?!'

Was that Leo Striker guy someone famous?

Sunny only came to his senses because of the pressure of his Flaw. Gritting his teeth, he sent Effie a short message:

"I have not seen this."

'What the hell is happening?'

Feeling apprehensive, he went on the network and typed "Mongrel, Dreamscape" in the search bar. Immediately, thousands upon thousands of results showed, all featuring the fearsome image of Weaver's Mask.

Sunny gulped.

"Oh, no. Oh, no."

first link, and almost

Daoist Saifer, and the Fool

of his duels played… this

those two famous as

scrolled through the feed, growing paler and paler with each

Thousands of people were fervently debating his duels, his identity, and the hidden meaning of his words. It seemed

boards dedicated to interpreting

"Oh, no…"

was him! Come to think of it, many

this garbage as

He groaned.

was.

worst was

studying the mess he had made, new notifications

"Mongrel returns!"

"Mongrel decimates the Colosseum!"

sixty minutes: Lord Mongrel's shocking

Saint [REDACTED]'s bastard

He closed his eyes.

What is this

random link,

was there, guys! It was incredible! He was like a natural disaster! So

you

#1 Sympathiser: "Words are worthless, silence is gold! So

say me the same thing when

Sympathiser: "Wait. Shoe… are you Mongrel's

Random Shoe changed their name to Mongrel's

we all

the link and

worth more than

'Postneo… what?'

he opened

Mongrel's 70 wins! You

And another:

in styles. Styles only

And another:

spent a night with Mongrel: a candid confession of a

the communicator, he sat quietly for a while, and then groaned

"Oh, no!"

***

new recording of Mongrel's stunning performance in the Colosseum flew around the globe in no time at all. Starved for new information about the

by what they

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