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...

and saw two weathered skeletons cruelly nailed to its white bark. Both stared at

time, one of

I

free of the large silver nails impaling it to the tree. However, no

with a calm expression,

first skeleton

to be cast into this hell

opened her mouth and said hoarsely, in a voice

language do you

The skeleton laughed.

of course. Why?

for a long time, and then

seek a way back to the waking world. Do you know how

stared at

waking world? What is

second skeleton suddenly spoke, his

the stench of a daemon on this abominable thing? She is one

its skull a little, and then

better than the two

stared at them for a

don't need two guides. Which one

skeleton strained to free himself

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! You will

him a glance, then

"...What about you?"

answered in an aloof

no one. Just a humble

lingered for a bit. Finally, she

the two of you… nailed to

skeleton who had called himself

I am here because I led my armies into the great war, slaughtered a myriad of souls, and was

her gaze to