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.

a wonderful armor and accompanied him on his 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

was one good thing about his condition, though, it was that the effects of the poison did not seem

worked, in the end, even if killing the Wormvine had turned out to be much more complicated than anyone would have thought. Still, somehow, Sunny

to have to clean up the remaining Sailor Dolls should the

called Solvane for a bit, then walked over and stood above him silently, looking away in her usual indifferent

a look at his new Memory.

questions inevitably assaulted

had happened in the cargo hold of the ancient

how had they ended up as the host of the Wormvine? How had they survived for thousands of years? Why was Solvane immune to divine flame and

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

considered all these questions and found no answers, one thought gradually encompassed all the

I killed a

human, which was what Saints were really called. Sunny knew it to be true, but still couldn't quite

wildest dreams had Sunny ever considered being able to kill a Saint… at least not at his current Rank. Saints were simply creatures of another plane, unrivaled demigods with enough power

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 same Rank, or maybe a powerful demon, could

Sunny had killed

had also killed a Corrupted

the strike… but it didn't matter.

that is definitely something that no one is going to

pain, and finally summoned

he did was check his

Shadow Fragments: [1958/2000].

a few 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

appeared at the end of the list. He held his breath

Memory: [Undying Chain.]