Shadow Slave

…When morning came, Sunny was sitting on the floor with a wild look on his bestial face, his black coarse hair in a mess. There was a glowing golden needly in one of his hands and a small silver bell in the other. The other two held a flute that seemed to be either cut from jade or made out of polished emerald bone.

That was probably the best Memory he had received in the Red Colosseum… but right now, Sunny couldn't care about the flute any less.

Instead, all his attention was concentrated on the small bell.

Holding his breath, Sunny raised and shook it. However, instead of the clear ringing that would be heard from kilometers away, all he heard was a barely audible, melodious whisper.

I wild grin slowly appeared on his face, illuminating his face.

"I've... I've done it. I really did!"

Barely containing his excitement, Sunny summoned the runes and read the description of the bell:

Memory: Silver Bell.

Memory Rank: Dormant.

Memory Tier: II.

Memory Description: [A small memento of a long-lost home, which once brought its owner comfort and joy. Its clear ringing can be heard from miles away].

Memory Enchantments: [Silver Song], [Sonorous].

[Silver Song] Enchantment Description: "The ringing of this bell is not overly loud, but can be heard across a vast distance."

[Sonorous] Enchantment Description: "The owner can decide how loud this bell will ring."

Sunny's eyes glistened with joy.

Of course, these two enchantments were not that powerful. However, that did not matter… what mattered was the fact that there were now two of them, despite that there had only been one before.

painstakingly recreated the weave of the [Sonorous] Enchantment, and

Sunny looked beneath the surface of the small bell. Now, its spellweave

ethereal light, now there were black strings made of shadows, as well. The two types of

but now, there were

been possible because of his new insight into the structure of weaves. Knowing that the name of a Memory was integral to its spellweave allowed Sunny to see the pattern as a whole, and so,

creating an enchantment of his own… but taking an already existing enchantment pattern and transplanting it into a different Memory was not outside of the realm of possibility for him anymore. Granted, it

spent months staring at the Silver Bell and studying its

But, still…

'Gods!'

countless doors for him, in time… and that was only scratching the surface of his recent

been able to raise the Tier of the Silver Bell by

it would take a lot of time and effort to solidify this success and learn how to copy enchantments

in the future, he would gain

might learn enough to

day he succeeded

day, Sunny would earn the right to call

that day, he would become

***

a dissatisfied

already there, wearing his charred wooden mask. There was a bow in his hands, and a quiver of arrows by his

the four-armed demon, Kai turned his

"Good morning!"

rubbed his face, then revealed his sharp fangs

about it? Ah, doesn't matter. Shall we

looked at him for

where have you been these last

a couple of

days passed? Huh… I must have lost the track of