Shadow Slave

Sunny held his breath, staring at the runes intensely. He knew what that Memory was.

Another drop of divine blood…

And knowing where the Shadow Slave Aspect had come from and to which deity it was connected, it wasn't hard to guess whose blood it was.

Shadow God… this Memory was of a drop of Shadow God's blood.

...And in that drop was his lineage.

"Can't be…"

But it was. Sunny had just received a second Lineage Memory… more than that, that lineage was a complete one — like [The Fire] that Neph had inherited from Sun God — not a fragment of a forbidden bloodline that he had inherited from Weaver, the Demon of Fate.

Sunny studied the runes for a while, then slowly turned away.

He wasn't ready to summon the Drop of Ichor yet. Not because of the pain that consuming a Lineage Memory would bring — who knew, maybe there wasn't going to be any this time. After all, this one was not forbidden.

He simply had to prepare himself mentally.

Sunny paced for a bit, then sat down and meditated for some time.

Then, he decided to study the Memories he had received in the Tournament to distract himself.

He had already studied the Memory of Ice in detail, so three more remained.

The arrow, the shield, and the final reward he had received from Morgan… the Memory created in the forge of the Great Clan Valor.

The real reason he had joined the Dream Tournament, in the first place.

Sunny hesitated for a moment, then looked at the list of his Memories.

Memories: [Silver Bell], [Puppeteer's Shroud], [Midnight Shard], [Ordinary Rock], [Prowling Thorn], [Endless Spring], [Blood Blossom], [Dark Wing], [Moonlight Shard], [Mantle of the Underworld], [Weaver's Mask], [Broken Oath], [Blackhorn Bow], [Full Quiver], [Autumn Leaf], [Cruel Sight], [Covetous Coffer], [Undying Chain], [Heavenly Burden], [Memory of Fire], [Memory of Ice], [Strike of Thunder], [Patient Avenger], [Morgan's Warbow], [Drop of Ichor].

'So it's a bow… but what's up with that name?'

Well… it made sense, actually. If this was really a custom Memory created for a specific user, then why wouldn't its name fit theirs?

Sunny concentrated on the arrow first.

Memory: [Strike of Thunder].

Memory Rank: Ascended.

Memory Tier: II.

Memory Type: Weapon.

once trapped in a glass bottle for a thousand years.

Memory Enchantments: [Caged Lightning].

arrow strikes as fast as a bolt of lightning, and

He grunted.

in a bottle,

a lot of essence to access, which meant that it couldn't be used often, the effect was very good. It was able to deal damage to

his gaze to the

Memory: [Patient Avenger].

Memory Rank: Ascended.

Memory Tier: III.

Memory Type: Weapon.

Description: [Aflame with hatred, she waited and watched. When the time came, her vengeance was

Enchantments: [Tenacious], [Burning Heart], [Cold

"This shield is

damage it receives to augment another weapon

Enchantment Description: "This shield can store a portion of impact damage it receives to augment

'Huh…'

for a bit. So, this shield was basically able to convert heat to kinetic energy, and vice versa. The stored energy could be used to enhance another weapon or released all at once to deliver a powerful attack. Which meant that the more hits the shield received, the more

was long overdue for a good shield Memory, and this one

the main

the bow he had received from

crimson sparks. It was entirely black, however, its string was of a vibrant scarlet color. There was also a brand carved into one of

but more importantly, it radiated a feeling

the weapon for a few moments, and then turned back to

Memory: [Morgan's Warbow].

Memory Rank: Ascended.

Memory Tier: IV.

Memory Type: Weapon.

Description: "Death is worth living for. Love is

and how

who created this description — the Spell itself or the person who had forged the bow. If it was the latter, then maybe this was a message to Morgan,

of a lesson was

looked beneath the surface of the black bow, wishing to see if the spellweave of a Memory created by a human was different from that created by the Spell. However, it seemed pretty much the same — vast, inconceivably complex, and

fourth tier. It was powerful,

[Unbending],