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:

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

Sunny shivered.

Shadow God always that

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

Goddess of the Black Skies, the

and unheard

like

description for a

like Shadow God at all… well, that's 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

continued

[Gates of

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

Sunny blinked.

'Huh?'

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

Infinite…

was used to describe an actual infinity instead of a fake one, like with the Endless Spring. If

did it help

a little bit

be a nasty all-destroying

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

There was a ring of dark

oppressive, and impenetrable. Any hint of starlight was devoured, turning the interior of the cabin completely

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

a square of utter nothingness behind. A moment later, Sunny felt his hair stand on end, and his hearts stagger in his chest. He was suddenly

escaping his mouth as chilling

is how infinity

escape it. So, instead, he glanced

'Wanna come inside?'

shook its head. Sunny rolled his eyes, then

'What about you?'

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

vaguely 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 it still existed,