Shadow Slave

After drinking her fill, Nephis sat silently on the edge of the pool for a while, staring into the distance.

Her eyes, however, were moving, as if reading an invisible book that floated in the air above the calm waters.

Some time later, a pale shadow of a smile touched her lips.

'That guy… he did something crazy again, didn't he?'

She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply.

'How is he so fast…'

In the past months… years, lifetimes?... spent traversing the Dream Realm, surrounded by nothing except for pain and bloodshed, Nephis had started doubting the memories of her previous life. Sometimes, all of it seemed like something that she had simply imagined… a bittersweet dream she had invented to escape from the horrors of the real world. This world.

The world of neverending nightmares.

The change of the runes describing Sunny was the only connection she had left to the actual reality. Perhaps, it was the only thing keeping her sane.

...Even if the things she saw in the shimmering runes were sometimes hard to believe.

The impossible Lineage that should not have existed, the divine Memory of the seventh Rank, the strange essence of his soul, the true nature of the taciturn stone demon… and of course, of his Flaw.

It seemed that Sunny had much more secrets than Nephis had suspected. With that knowledge, many things made much more sense now… but at the same time, many others seemed much more incredible.

Well, it was not like she didn't have secrets of her own.

And anyway, it was all in the past.

Everything was in the past.

All that remained was the future.

...She did hope that he was doing well, though, out there in the real world. With Cassie...

to the ancient tree and saw two weathered skeletons cruelly nailed to

time, one of the skeletons

my. Am I that pleasant to

its teeth and let out a creaky growl, then strained, trying to wrestle free of the large silver nails impaling it

expression, no emotion reflecting in her

skeleton

have you committed, girl, to be cast into this hell alive? Even for a revolting nephilim like you,

mouth and said hoarsely, in a voice of a person who had almost

language do you

The skeleton laughed.

there is in this place, of course. Why? Do you wish

silent for a long time,

way back to the waking world. Do you know

at her with a

waking world? What

skeleton suddenly spoke, his voice deep and

this abominable

turned its skull a little, and

so? My, oh my. In that case, you will not find guides better than the two of us. Just take us off this damned

for a while,

need two guides. Which one

skeleton strained to free himself again,

a hundred thrones! Choose me, nephilim! I will guide you to the shores of the Underworld and through

then

"...What about you?"

answered

I am no one. Just a humble

for a bit. Finally, she

are… the two of you…

skeleton who had called

led my armies into

her gaze to the