Shadow Slave

…There was warmth, sunlight, and the smell of fresh sheets, wood, and green leaves. Sunny slowly opened his eyes and felt the bed beneath him sway gently. No... the world itself had swayed.

It was time to face a new day.

Suddenly overwhelmed by terror, he sat up with a growl, his eyes wildly searching for the signs of danger, disaster, and death. His four hands rose, sharp claws ready to tear flesh apart.

'No, no, no… it was all a dream, I'm in the nightmare again! I never escaped!'

Panic washed over his mind, but the slowly receded.

Sunny remained motionless for a few moments, then lowered his gaze and stared at his four hands. Four… this was the shadow demon's body. He was awake. He was himself… well, the Nightmare version of himself… ah, it was all so convoluted…

He remembered the desolate fortress, the endless torments he had dreamt of, the fearsome battle with the black steed, and his eventual victory. The terrible pain of his last heart giving out.

…Tu-tum-tu-tump. Tu-tum-tu-tump. Tu-tum-tu-tump.

Hearing the strange sound, Sunny looked at his chest.

His three shadows were sprawled on the ground, so the rough skin of the shadow demon had lost its obsidian color and was back to its original complexion, as pale and grey as it had been back when he first entered the Nightmare. There was a thin, barely noticeable scar running vertically from his collarbone to his abdomen.

And beneath it… tu-tum-tu-tump… two mighty hearts were beating steadily, circulating rivers of blood through the gaunt, towering body of the four-armed demon.

He blinked a couple of times.

'I am… alive?'

he alive, but he also seemed to

Sunny shifted his gaze back to his hands and noticed that his two missing fingers were now back, be it of a slightly different color and seemingly carved

pressing against their tips. His two new claws were

raised his eyes and looked around, trying to understand where he

out of wood, and so was the floor, hidden under an opulent plush rug. The bed he lay

on the floor, a tray with succulent fruit on an intricate wooden table, and a large window on one of the walls, opening onto a breathtaking

the lavish decor, the room…

Sunny frowned.

'Wait a minute…'

just like this, but far more dilapidated and empty, on the

clicked in his mind, and his vertical

'Noctis! That lying crook!'

was back onboard the magnificent sky vessel that had a beautiful tree growing around its mast… only that vessel had

still owned by its original captain — the great and

up after the battle with the black steed and kept his promise, fashioning a new heart for the shadow demon's body, and even replacing

very nice of

still enjoy ripping

Sunless… what's the worst that

hatefully and clenched his fists, almost slicing his own skin apart with the claws. He was full of resentment, fury, and vengeful

it for a few moments, he had to hide his fangs and make a sour face. Yes… the thought of making the deceitful sorcerer squirm felt very nice. But no matter how weak and affable Noctis seemed, he was an immortal Transcended, a Chain Lord of the Kingdom of Hope. Someone whose mere presence was enough to

in life than harboring thoughts

battle with the Shadow stallion, the rewards

to consider all these important and vital

damned sorcerer suddenly opened the