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.

misadventures from 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

effects of the poison did not

killing the Wormvine had turned

to have to clean up the remaining Sailor Dolls should the beasts regain their courage after the Corrupted Monster's death,

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

rested for a while, not even summoning the runes to take a look at his new Memory. Slowly, his exhaustion diminished, and

numerous questions

the cargo hold of the ancient ship

they survived for thousands of years? Why was Solvane immune to

that knife come from, in the first place? And why was it so similar to the obsidian

Sunny considered all these questions and found no answers,

I killed a

Transcendent human, which was what Saints were really called. Sunny knew

to kill a Saint… at least not at his

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

yet, Sunny

killed a Corrupted

had delivered the strike… but it didn't matter. The

no one

chuckled, then grimaced from pain, and

first thing he did was check his fragments. The

Shadow Fragments: [1958/2000].

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

the end of the list.

Memory: [Undying Chain.]