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 prelude to death, and war is just 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.

Sunny shivered.

Shadow God always that

regard, at least from what Sunny knew. His temples had been burned and destroyed, his followers turned into

Goddess of the

to remain unseen and

like Sunny

head, pondered about the description for a bit, and then

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

sighed, then continued reading

[Gates

can contain, and then release, an

Sunny blinked.

'Huh?'

like much, for a Divine Relic… that was unless

Infinite…

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

how did it help

frowned, a

a nasty all-destroying

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

serpent, and its walls were made out of glossy black morion. There was a ring of dark metal on its top, with a short chain attached to it. It could be held in a hand or fastened

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 a lot

full of a pleasant feeling of comfort, Sunny turned the beautiful lantern around and noticed a small door on

He was suddenly cold, overwhelmed by unease, and… terrified. Like an animal facing something so much larger than

exhaled, the breath escaping his mouth as chilling

is

shadows to escape it. So, instead, he

'Wanna come inside?'

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

'What about you?'

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

used to. He couldn't see, hear, or sense what the shadow was seeing, hearing,