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...

weathered skeletons cruelly nailed to its white

one of the

Am I that pleasant

trying to wrestle free of the large silver nails impaling it to the tree. However, no matter how furiously it struggled,

calm expression, no emotion reflecting in her cold,

skeleton spoke

you committed, girl, to be cast into this hell alive? Even for a

a voice of a person

language do

The skeleton laughed.

only language there is in this place, of course. Why? Do

remained silent for a long time, and then

world. Do you know how to escape

skeleton stared at her with a

world? What

his voice deep and full of

of a daemon on this abominable thing? She is one of Weaver's, you

its skull

not find guides better than the two of us. Just take

them for a while, then

two guides. Which one should

to free

Mighty, the Plague of Steel, King of Kings, conqueror of a hundred thrones! Choose me, nephilim! I will guide you to the shores of the Underworld and through its dark expanse, back to the world of the living!

him a glance, then said to the other

"...What about you?"

first skeleton answered in an aloof

no one. Just a

lingered for a bit. Finally,

the two of you… nailed to this

had called

creature?! I am here because I led my armies into the great war, slaughtered a myriad of souls, and was punished for my

gaze