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

was surrounded by nothing, nothing had changed while he slept, and there was nothing he could

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

poor bastard, I even went so far as to take a nap on top

below, false

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

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

the end of the golden String of Fate, but had to assume that it would take at least a week… much longer than that,

safely hidden in the luxurious sleeping pod in the basement of his house.

Would anyone miss him?

this one was going to be, they would just assume that he was too lazy to answer

a detailed record of who went in and out of the Citadel. The most anyone was going to think about him would be when Cassie

was avoiding

one was really going to care that he was

remained motionless

my coins, at

***

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 big chest and tried to balance it so that the heavy thing didn't

both of them were plummeting down with incredible speed, his body felt pleasantly

fall was going to increase exponentially, which meant that at some point his

wind — or rather, the air moving past him as he fell through it — it meant that the speed of his fall had a limit dictated by