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:

be welcomed by me,

Sunny shivered.

Shadow God

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

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

preferred to remain unseen and unheard were often the most

of like Sunny

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

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 a Nightmare so cursed that all other Nightmares

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Enchantments: [Gates

lantern devours light and can contain, and then release, an infinite amount of

Sunny blinked.

'Huh?'

much, for a Divine Relic… that was unless one

Infinite…

used to describe an actual infinity instead of a fake one, like with the Endless Spring. If that was the truth… yes, an object that could contain infinity was indeed worthy of

how did it

frowned, a little bit

be a nasty

of his palm, and made out of black… something. It

of the lantern 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

night that surrounded Sunny instantly became deeper and colder, oppressive, and impenetrable. Any hint of starlight was devoured, turning the interior of

lantern around and noticed a small door on

later, Sunny felt his hair stand on end, and his hearts stagger in his chest. He

exhaled, the breath escaping his

is how

to escape it. So, instead, he glanced at the happy shadow and raised an

'Wanna come inside?'

with fear, then energetically shook its head. Sunny rolled

'What about you?'

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

the shadow was seeing, hearing, and sensing. All he knew was that it still existed, somewhere else,