Shadow Slave

Several days later, Sunny was sitting on a piece of broken furniture in the central hall of the first level of the Obsidian Tower. The Covetous Coffer stood near him, its lid open and its sharp teeth revealed.

He was holding the Cruel Sight in his hand. The silver blade of the somber spear was incandescent with white radiance, infused with divine flame.

…Sunny was currently using said divine flame to roast a piece of repulsive, slightly rotten black meat. That was the last piece of mimic's flesh he had stored inside the Coffer before taking a plunge into the ocean of merciless stars.

Saint was also nearby, staring into the distance with her usual cold indifference.

He glanced at her, then sighed.

"Sorry that I haven't fed you in a while."

The Shadow did not react to his words in any sort of way.

Sunny continued to talk, though, unbothered by the taciturn demon's apparent lack of interest.

"Hey, that's not true! It is not my fault. Blame my incredible luck, instead. What can I do, the Memories I find are just too incredible. How can I let you eat them… I can't..."

He grinned, then threw a dubious look at the sizzling black meat, and sighed.

"I guess it's done…"

Dismissing the Cruel Sight, Sunny brought the meat to his mouth and took a bite out of it. As he chewed, an absolutely miserable expression appeared on his face.

"...Ah, that's the stuff. I tell you, Saint, this meat absolutely delicious. I pity you, really, for being unable to taste this divine… oh damn it, how can anything be so vile!... this divine dish. It's the best devil steak you can possibly eat in a lifetime. Just a single bite… can really… change your life…"

'For the worst!'

At least chewing the damned thing was much easier now. Before the acquisition of Bone Weave, eating mimic's meat felt like gnawing on an old leather boot. It felt pretty much the same now, but Sunny's teeth were different.

They were able to slice and cut through the tough meat of the devil with ease.

Plus, it wasn't raw. That was already a reason to celebrate.

Feeling his eyes tearing up from disgust, Sunny glanced at Saint and forced the smile to remain on his face.

"I see you are left speechless by my culinary skill. Fair, fair…"

However, in the next moment, a voice suddenly resounded in the darkness of the Obsidian Tower:

"...You actually survived!"

choked on a piece of the vile meat. For a second, he thought that his loyal Shadow had only been pretending to be mute all

he

Sadly, it wasn't Saint...

The Prince of Nothing was

'Thank gods!'

he was willing to admit. Even though he

he took a sip from the Endless Spring, then looked around the hall

can see. Although, being the honest to a fault young man that I am, I have to admit that it wasn't easy… or pleasant. In fact, I can hardly believe that

a rather sorry state. His burns were healing, but much slower than they would have usually healed. Even though the divine flame had not touched him directly, just the

usually did. When his voice appeared, it

the rift

Sunny shrugged.

more or less falling toward it the whole time. But even then, I almost burned to death trying to reach it. My most powerful Memories were heavily

true, although not nearly all

prince

"...Where are you now?"

Sunny tilted his head.

of my surroundings can

ever said to him was ask why it was so dark, so he

see where

voice answered, most

hall filled with ancient, broken

'Makes sense…'

the Flaw building up in

at the interior of the

from the flames, there is actually a single island floating in the emptiness. There is a magnificent

Sunny scratched the back of his head,

you told me that

Mordret sighed.

what I thought. Luckily, I seem to have been

he said in a

Tower… so

Sunny blinked.

one way to call

complicated expression appeared on

you knew

silent for a bit,