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 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

Sunny shivered.

Shadow God

about the God of Shadows as terrifying. After all, even 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 aspects and attributes seemed to pale in comparison to

of peace, 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 the oceans, of darkness, stars, travel, guidance, and

and unheard were often the most dangerous,

like Sunny

shook his head, pondered about the description for a

meet someone from the War camp, I end up either having my heart torn out or, even

sighed, then continued reading

Enchantments: [Gates of

and can contain, and

Sunny blinked.

'Huh?'

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

Infinite…

one, like with the Endless Spring. If that was

did it

frowned, a

be a nasty all-destroying

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

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

devoured, turning the interior of the cabin completely black. He, of course, could still see through that darkness, but anyone

lantern around and noticed a small door

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

the breath escaping his

that is how infinity

so he couldn't command any shadows to escape it. So,

'Wanna come inside?'

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

'What about you?'

then shrugged indifferently… and disappeared

see, hear, or sense what the shadow