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

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

the treasure chest beneath him. After

Not only did I kill this poor bastard, I even went so far as to take a nap on top of its dead body. Talk about

below, false stars shimmered

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

assumed them to be correct, that would

it was going to take to reach the thing on the end of the golden String of Fate, but had to assume that

real world, his body was safely hidden 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 physical well-being…

Would anyone miss him?

was going to be, they would just assume that he

who went in and out of the Citadel.

just think that he was avoiding her, as he

that no one was really going to

Sunny remained motionless for a while, then dismissed it and knocked on

have my coins,

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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

that both of them were plummeting down with incredible speed, his body felt pleasantly light. Sunny

even make any sense? Yesterday, he had thought that the speed of his fall was going

the 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 the air