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:

mine, be welcomed by me, swallowed by me, and find peace within me. This is the

Sunny shivered.

was Shadow God always

shadows, he had never thought 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

Goddess

preferred to remain unseen and unheard were often the most dangerous,

of like

pondered about the description for a

every time I meet someone from the

continued

[Gates

Description: [This lantern devours light and can contain, and then release, an infinite amount

Sunny blinked.

'Huh?'

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

Infinite…

If that was the truth… yes, an object that could

did it help

a little bit

a nasty

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

feel like the scales of a serpent, and its walls were made out of glossy black morion. There was a ring of dark

and colder, oppressive, and impenetrable. Any hint of starlight was devoured, turning the interior of the cabin completely black. He, of course, could still see through that darkness, but anyone else would probably have a

full of a pleasant feeling of comfort, Sunny turned the beautiful lantern around and noticed a small door on one of its walls. He hesitated,

his hair stand on end, and his hearts stagger in his chest. He was suddenly cold, overwhelmed

breath escaping his mouth

guess that is how

was empty, so he couldn't command any shadows to escape it. So, instead, he glanced at the happy

'Wanna come inside?'

energetically shook its head. Sunny rolled his eyes, then turned to

'What about you?'

shrugged indifferently… and disappeared

the shadow was