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

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

the treasure chest beneath him. After a while, he

you think about it, this is just next-level pettiness. Not only did I kill this poor bastard, I even went so far as

down below, false stars

about twelve hours. A bit longer than usual, but he was really exhausted after everything that

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

the end of the golden String of Fate, but had to assume that it would take at least a

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

Would anyone miss him?

as long 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 were famous heroes now, after all, with packed schedules and plenty of

of 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

think that he was

that no one was really going to care that

bottle in his hand, Sunny remained motionless for a while, then dismissed

have my coins,

***

hand, Sunny

speed, his body felt pleasantly light.

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

could breathe in the Sky Below and felt 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