Shadow Slave

Chapter 414

Sunny stared at the ground, confused.

'What just happened?'

Why did the Spell call that thing and Ascended Reflection? What was a Reflection? And why was it Ascended instead of Fallen?

How could a Nightmare Creature be Ascended?

He frowned.

'...Was it not a Nightmare Creature? How is that possible?'

The apparition was definitely not a human, so what else could it be if not one of the Dream Realm's abominations?

And one more thing…

The Spell did not say that his shadow had grown stronger, did it?

To make sure, Sunny checked the number of his shadow fragments. Just as he had suspected, it didn't change. He even dove into the Soul Sea, and saw that there was no new shadow among the rows of the creatures he had slain.

'This is very, very strange.'

What the hell had he just killed?

With a deep frown on his face, Sunny bent down and cautiously picked up the jagged mirror shard that the apparition had left behind. No matter how he looked at it, the shard resembled a perfectly mundane piece of glass, with a thin layer of silver painted over its reverse side. The only strange thing about it was that no matter how Sunny turned the shard, it refused to reflect anything except for an impenetrable veil of darkness.

There was also an inscription on its reverse.

runes… instead, what he saw were the familiar letters of the human alphabet. They were clumsy and awkward, as if written by a

one word written

"Beastie"

the hell is that

the Mirror Beast was so strange that for a time, Sunny

Eventually, he whispered:

"...An Echo?"

slaying one would not reward him with any shadow fragments, just like

and had too much... individuality to be a simple copy of a dead Nightmare Creature. Not to

was, however, a type of being

the remains of a tree

strange Reflection

Its creator must have been incredibly powerful, then. If so, where were they? What had happened to

There were no answers.

just a theory, anyway. Sunny had no proof

Memory would

him that he was, in fact, still wounded. With a hiss, Sunny clutched at his side

to tend to his wounds... and rest after the fight with Mirror Beast. The Memory could wait until after he wasn't

used some of his last remaining reserve of shadow essence to step through the shadows and appear near the rocky hill in the center of the island. His

a narrow stone ledge that led behind the waterfall, Sunny checked that the cave was empty, and

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to its location and hidden nature, there was no better shelter on the entire island. Rather happy with this

Saint to keep watch outside, he dismissed the Puppeteer's Shroud, then opened his pack and

the needles with a deadpan expression,

'I hate this part.'

of Blood Weave, Sunny could recover from most injuries much faster than any mundane human, or even one of his peers,

his teeth, and began suturing the edges of the long cut on his side together. The process was not very pleasant, to say the least, so the

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