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.

situation was

by nothing, nothing had changed while he slept,

and stared at the treasure chest beneath him. After a while, he

about it, this is just next-level pettiness. Not only did I kill this poor bastard, I even went so far as to take a nap

below, false stars shimmered

of his shadow essence had regenerated, Sunny judged that he slept for about twelve hours. A bit longer than usual, but

his, of course, were very rough. But if he assumed them to be correct, that would mean that he had

no idea how long it was going to take to reach the thing on the end of the golden String of Fate, but had to assume that it would take at least

his house. The pod would keep it alive for months, so Sunny was not too worried

Would anyone miss him?

Dream Realm, and even if none of them had been as long as this one was going to be, they would just assume that

detailed record of who went in and out of the Citadel. The most anyone

he was

darkness, Sunny realized that no one was really going to care that he

look at the beautiful glass bottle in his hand, Sunny remained motionless for a while, then dismissed

have my coins,

***

time later, he was performing a strange aerial dance. Holding onto the 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

speed, his body felt pleasantly light. Sunny thought about it for

thought that the speed of his fall was going to increase exponentially, which meant that at some point his body

Since he could breathe in the Sky Below and felt the wind — or rather, the air moving past him as he fell through it — it