Shadow Slave

The apparition stood motionlessly, frozen in place by Sunny's quiet command. He could see his face reflecting in its dark eyes, even paler than usual, beads of sweat glistening in the sun. The creature was completely still, all its terrifying strength shackled by the four simple words Sunny had whispered to it.

It was... enslaved. No matter how powerful the strange abomination was, no amount of power could ever allow it to disobey the command of its new master.

...Sunny.

By stealing his face and his powers, the creature had also inherited his Innate Ability, Shadow Bond. Sunny had made use of that bond to subjugate the devil, and now, it was at his mercy.

For now, at least.

With a pained grimace, Sunny fell to the ground and drew in a hoarse breath.

'That… that was close.'

The wound on his thigh was not too serious, but the cut he had received as a shadow was long and deep. Blood Weave had prevented him from losing too much blood and was going to ensure a fast recovery, but it had its limits. The wounds needed to be tended to… however, they could wait.

Right now, Sunny had to decide what to do with the former ruler Reckoning... the dreadful creature that had slain plenty of humans, and only gods knew how many Nightmare Creatures, which was now under his full control.

Such a powerful abomination… it would surely be very helpful to have something that fearsome serving him, unable to disobey any command.

He glanced at the frozen creature and shivered.

Looking at it was still like looking in a mirror, after all. Despite knowing that the thing in front of him was a Nightmare Creature, he couldn't help but see a slight young man with pale skin and dark eyes… couldn't help but see himself.

Yes, having a Fallen Devil do his bidding would be extremely beneficial, especially because the apparition looked exactly like him. With a bit of cunning and preparation, Sunny would be able to seemingly appear in two places at the same time. If he ever needed to prove that he wasn't Mongrel or accomplish something shady without drawing any suspicion, that would be a perfect way to do so… there were countless scenarios where such an ability would be incredibly useful.

lay

form. Since the creature could take any shape, it was going to stop possessing his Aspect Abilities — including Shadow Bond — as soon as it turned

the apparition. He needed it to remain as

complex orders that would limit when and how it could use its shapeshifting. But coming up with a foolproof net of prohibitions was a herculean

anyone, perhaps — how hard it was to keep an unwilling slave under control. Especially if the enslaved being was more powerful than

a way to twist words, find a loophole, and turn the orders given by the master

He had to be.

he supposed to

his perfect copy

complicated. He simply didn't want to be

a while, and

be scared. I won't make you a slave. That would be too cruel of a fate, don't

if to caress the cheek of

ghostly blade of the Moonlight Shard trembled as drops of crimson blood fell from

widened. A few moments later, blood flowed from between his lips, painting his

at the dying apparition, deeply disturbed by

every day that one got

'That's... that is...'

paled slightly, but did not

of him, a person who looked exactly like himself was slowly drowning in blood, a crimson

when the creature was on the death's doorstep, its body suddenly trembled, and then shifted slightly. A tortured smile appeared on