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:

will one day be mine, be welcomed by me, swallowed by me, and find peace within me. This is the mercy of Shadow. Hollow… futile... you might have come first, my sister, but when your cruelty ends… I will be all that

Sunny shivered.

God

not held Shadow in high regard, at least

death, solace, and mysteries… that sounded humble and rather inconspicuous when compared to something like Goddess of the Black Skies, the god of storms, depths, of

and unheard were often

of like

shook his head, pondered about the description for a bit, and

guess War God did not like Shadow God at all… well, that's not surprising. In many ways, 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

continued reading the

[Gates of

light and can contain, and then release, an infinite

Sunny blinked.

'Huh?'

seem like much, for a Divine Relic… that was unless one really

Infinite…

fake one, like with the Endless Spring. If that was the truth… yes, an object that could contain infinity was indeed worthy of being divine.

did it help

frowned, a little

be a

of his palm, and made out of black… something. It didn't feel or look like any material he had

was intricately engraved, making it seem and feel like the scales of a serpent, and its walls were made out of glossy black morion. There was a ring of

and colder, oppressive, and impenetrable. Any hint of starlight was devoured, turning the interior of

Sunny turned the beautiful lantern around and noticed a small door on one of its walls. He hesitated, then commanded the door

Sunny felt his hair stand on end, and his hearts stagger in his chest. He was suddenly cold, overwhelmed by unease, and…

escaping his mouth

is

command any shadows to escape it. So, instead, he glanced at the happy shadow and raised

'Wanna come inside?'

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

'What about you?'

him for a bit, then shrugged indifferently… and disappeared into the small door, as if he

to. He couldn't see, hear, or sense what the shadow was seeing, hearing, and sensing. All he knew was that