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:

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,

Sunny shivered.

was Shadow God always that

about the God of Shadows as terrifying. After all, even other gods had not held Shadow in high regard, at least

like Goddess of the Black Skies, the god of storms,

remain unseen and unheard were often the most dangerous,

of like Sunny

shook his head, pondered about the description

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 out or, even worse, lured into a Nightmare so cursed that all

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[Gates of

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

Sunny blinked.

'Huh?'

enchantment didn't seem like much, for a Divine Relic… that was unless one really thought about

Infinite…

that in this case, the word was 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 being divine. It simply broke all the

did

a

it be a nasty all-destroying

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

was a ring of

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

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

He was suddenly cold, overwhelmed by

exhaled, the breath escaping his mouth

guess that is how infinity

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

'Wanna come inside?'

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

'What about you?'

then shrugged indifferently… and

feel their connection, but not in the way that he was used to. He couldn't see, hear, or sense what the shadow was seeing, hearing, and sensing. All he knew was that