Shadow Slave

Sunny read the runes with curiosity:

Memory: [Shadow Lantern].

Memory Rank: Divine.

…He fell from the bed.

'What?!'

Another… another Divine Memory?

Feeling cold sweat rolling down his face, Sunny wiped it off with a trembling hand and slowly clenched his fists.

'Should... should be interesting…'

He looked back to the runes, trying to calm his wildly beating hearts.

Just what kind of a Relic had he received?

Sunny got ahold of himself and continued to read the description:

Memory Tier: I.

Memory Type: Tool.

'A tool… makes sense. It is a lantern, after all. But what does it do? Lanterns are supposed to produce light and illuminate things. That's not exactly what shadows are known for, is it?'

With a concerned frown, he looked back at the runes.

Memory Description:

["Death is just the shadow of life," said the Goddes of Life. "And peace is just the failure of war. Have you ever been something that had not been stolen, made empty, and vile? Have you ever done something that was not futile and hollow? Can you even exist without being cast by another? Look at how weak you are, how small you are. Am I supposed to be frightened of a small shadow?"

Made pale and feeble by the radiance of day, Shadow laughed and rose from the ground. As he did, his figure swallowed the land, devoured the heavens, and blotted out the light of the sun. Soon, there was nothing left around them but darkness. And from that darkness, a hiss came, making Life tremble:

to death, and war is just the key to open its gates. Everything you cherish, everything you nurture, everything that starts with you will one day be mine, be welcomed by

Sunny shivered.

was Shadow God always

other gods had not held Shadow in high regard, at least from what Sunny knew. His temples had been burned and destroyed, his followers turned into slaves… even his

death, solace, and mysteries… that sounded humble and rather inconspicuous when compared to something like Goddess of the

to remain unseen and

like Sunny

pondered about the description for a bit,

they are the opposite of each other. No wonder every time I meet someone from the War camp, I end up either having my heart torn out or, even worse, lured into

then continued reading the

[Gates

and can contain, and

Sunny blinked.

'Huh?'

a Divine Relic… that was unless one really thought about the meaning behind those

Infinite…

instead of a fake one, like with the Endless Spring. If

how did

frowned, a little bit

it be a

and saw a small lantern weave itself from darkness in his hand. The thing was not too big, about the size of his palm, and made out of black… something. It didn't feel or look like any material he had ever seen, resembling stone

like the scales of a serpent, and its walls were made out of glossy black morion. There was a ring of dark metal on its top, with a short chain attached to it. It could be held in a hand or fastened

devoured, turning the interior of the cabin completely black. He, of course, could still see

and noticed a small door on one of its walls.

stand on end, and his hearts stagger in his chest. He was suddenly cold, overwhelmed by unease, and… terrified. Like an

breath escaping his mouth as

is how infinity

he couldn't command any shadows to escape it. So, instead, he glanced at

'Wanna come inside?'

him with fear, then energetically shook its head. Sunny rolled his eyes, then

'What about you?'

stared at him for a bit, then shrugged indifferently… and

the shadow was seeing, hearing,