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:

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

Sunny shivered.

was Shadow God always that

to his closeness and affinity to 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

rather inconspicuous when compared to something like Goddess of the

unseen and unheard were often the most

like Sunny

his head, pondered about the description for a bit,

surprising. In many ways, they are the opposite of each other. No wonder every time I meet someone from the War camp,

continued

Enchantments: [Gates

devours light and can contain, and then release,

Sunny blinked.

'Huh?'

for a Divine Relic… that was unless one really thought about the meaning

Infinite…

suspected 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…

did

a little

it be a

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

There was a ring of dark metal on its top, with a short chain attached to it.

surrounded Sunny instantly became deeper 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

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

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

slowly exhaled, the breath escaping his mouth as

is

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

'Wanna come inside?'

shook its head. Sunny rolled his eyes, then

'What about you?'

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

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 it still existed, somewhere