Shadow Slave

Sitting on the floor of the cargo hold, with his back against the soft and spongy layer of rotting brown moss, Sunny bent down and spat a mouthful of blood. Breathing hoarsely, he stared at it for a moment, and then tiredly leaned back.

He did not feel too well.

[...Your shadow grows stronger.]

A bitter smile appeared on his face.

'What? Is that all?'

After all that had just happened, Sunny felt that he really deserved more.

This time, his hopes were not for naught.

The Spell remained silent for a bit, as though to torture him, and then added:

[You have received a Memory.]

'...Better.'

After that, he groaned and coughed some more blood.

All around Sunny, the brown moss was rotting, withering, and turning into dust. The same thing was happening to the vile mass of vines, albeit at a slower rate. Now that both the Corrupted Monster and its host were dead, the ancient wreck seemed to be cleansing itself.

He couldn't be bothered to pay attention to these changes, though, and was fully concentrated on his own miserable state.

Even though the whole battle took less than a minute, Sunny had sustained a lot of damage. His body was pierced and torn by the black thorns, and he had too much poison running through his veins. One of his ligaments seemed to be seriously torn, too, which brought him a lot of pain now that the adrenalin was starting to dissipate.

almost the very start of it all, but Sunny had to reluctantly admit that with the caliber of enemies he was facing these days, its protective qualities left a lot to be desired. Sadly, even such a powerful Memory could not keep up

one good thing about his condition, though, it was that the effects of the poison did not seem to be growing stronger. Blood Weave had the situation under control, and he was bound to feel

battle was over. The plan worked, in the end, even if killing the Wormvine had turned out to be much more

Fire Keepers… if they were still alive… were going to have to clean up the remaining Sailor Dolls should the beasts regain their courage after the Corrupted Monster's death,

disintegrating corpse of the person who had once been called Solvane for a bit, then walked over and stood

a look at his new Memory. Slowly, his exhaustion diminished, and he could think clearly once

questions inevitably

had happened in the cargo hold of the ancient

had they survived for thousands of years? Why was Solvane immune to divine flame and couldn't be harmed by

place? And why was it so similar to the obsidian

Sunny considered all these questions and found no answers, one thought

Saint… I killed

had described Solvane as a Transcendent human, which was what Saints were really called. Sunny knew

ever considered being able to kill a Saint… at least not at his current Rank. Saints were simply creatures

Saint, and even possessed one more soul core… but there was no comparison. Due to their Aspects and nature, Transcendent humans were much more of a force to be reckoned with than any beast or monster could ever hope to be. Only a devil of the

yet, Sunny had

Corrupted Monster,

technically, it was Saint who had delivered the strike… but it didn't matter. The result was the

that is definitely something that no one is going

chuckled, then grimaced from pain, and finally summoned

was check his fragments.

Shadow Fragments: [1958/2000].

Nightmare Creatures on the way to the Shipwreck Island, and killing a human and a monster two Ranks above him gave twelve more fragments — four from the Saint, and eight from the Wormvine. Sunny sighed, lamenting the unfairness of his Aspect for the thousandth time, and looked at the list of his

runes appeared at the end of the list. He

Memory: [Undying Chain.]