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

while he slept,

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

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

down below, false stars shimmered with

he slept for about twelve hours. A bit longer than usual, but he was really exhausted

to be correct, that would mean

golden

real world, his body was safely hidden in the luxurious sleeping pod in the basement of his house. The pod would keep it alive

Would anyone miss him?

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

keeping 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 arrived from the Night Temple, and he wasn't there to help

would just think that he was avoiding

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

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

I have my coins,

***

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 big chest and tried to balance it so that

plummeting down with incredible speed, his body felt pleasantly

going to increase

Sky Below and felt the wind — or rather, the air moving past him