Shadow Slave

Some time later, Sunny saw Rain out, watched as she walked away, and then calmly closed the door.

As soon as she did, however, his placid expression evaporated.

"What the hell! How come I didn't know about this?!"

Hastily taking out his communicator, he accessed the network and searched for information about the Dream Tournament.

A few minutes later, he sat down on a chair, a little stunned.

"What is this insanity?!"

Sunny knew, of course, that Dreamscape duels were a popular form of entertainment — both among the Awakened, who participated in them, and among the mundane humans, who followed their favorite duelists and created boisterous fan clubs.

However, he had no idea that even the Great Clans paid attention to the illusory game.

Apparently, the creator of the Dreamscape held a big tournament each year, and each year, one of the Great Clans — either Valor, Song, or Night — sponsored the prize pool. Participants who managed to achieve good results were able to receive cash prizes, Memories, and even Echoes.

The rewards for the finalists were especially generous, and came directly from the Great Clan's armory. They were also of the Ascended Rank.

Sunny trembled, his eyes burning with avarice.

no… think

after a straightforward goal — keep an eye on the rising talents among the unaffiliated Awakened. But did it matter? Sunny had already failed to keep his fake persona under the radar. Anyone who paid attention to Dreamscape had at least

to even think

That's what

about his previous disdain for the tournament, Sunny got completely absorbed by the prospect of receiving Memories free

another reason for why

to absorb as many styles as possible, to reinforce the foundation of Shadow Dance and make it more efficient. This way, he hoped to achieve the next level of mastery

straightforward, while others were complex and unique. The more unique a style was, the harder it was for Sunny

magical ability to peer into the very essence of a style… this ability of his was more or less mundane, based on his own talent, mastery, and

in turn improve his capacity to discern the patterns of more complicated ones with sufficient speed. After all, all styles were constructed out of the same basic

arenas was not that high… for obvious reasons. True talents had better things to do than play games. Most of them also belonged to Legacy clans, who lived

the enemy aware of your weaknesses. In that regard, hidden tigers of the

had stalled lately. These days, the only worthy opponents he could find were a few rare eccentrics and a rare gem here and there, not

weaved unique patterns of essence control into the technique,

added into the mix, people who would usually not waste time in the Dreamscape were bound

armor

stone. Compete for these prizes and enrich his library of

be a fool to miss this

to Mongrel, Sunny couldn't let such an opportunity go. Plus, he had some free time while Effie and

the feed, he started reading everything he could find

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