Shadow Slave

Sunny's bed trembled slightly, and he felt the wind blowing across the room. Still mostly asleep, he sighed and tried to pull the blanket higher. However, that damned thing was nowhere to be found.

'Where the hell is it…'

Reluctant to let go of sleep, he blindly searched for the blanket. Instead of finding it, though, Sunny suddenly felt his whole bed careen to the side. Startled, he opened his eyes… and saw nothing but darkness surrounding him.

'What the?! Oh… right.'

He wasn't in his small room in the Sanctuary. He was plummeting into a lightless abyss atop the corpse of a Fallen Devil, instead.

Sunny stared into the darkness for a bit.

Then, he yawned.

'Well. At least I slept well.'

Indeed, he was feeling rather refreshed. Most of his aches had either disappeared or grown milder, and even his wounded mind felt soothed. He felt rested, energized, and much better overall.

The only problem was, he was still falling into the endless void of the Sky Below.

Sunny scratched the back of his head, though about this predicament, then summoned the Endless Spring and drank some water. Then, he concentrated and tried to assess the situation.

was absolutely

changed while he slept, and there was nothing he

chest beneath him. After a

only did I kill this poor bastard, I even went so far as to take a nap

false

about twelve hours. A bit longer

to be correct, that would mean that he

end of the golden String of Fate, but had

in the luxurious sleeping pod in the basement of his house. The pod would keep it alive for months, so Sunny was not too worried about his

Would anyone miss him?

this one was going to be, they would just assume that he was too lazy to answer their messages and go about

out of the Citadel. The most anyone was

she would just think that he was avoiding her, as he

one was really going to care

in his hand, Sunny remained motionless for a while, then dismissed it and knocked on the lid of

my

***

rope connecting him to the dead Mimic with his one functioning hand, Sunny summoned the Dark Wing, then cautiously climbed onto the side of the big chest and tried to balance it so that the heavy

incredible speed, his body felt

going to increase exponentially, which meant that at some point his body was bound to be simply torn apart…

Below and felt the wind — or rather, the air