Shadow Slave

Chapter 728

Hearing the cruel words that sentenced Solvane to thousands of years of harrowing torment, Sunny couldn't help but feel a dark, euphoric sense of glee.

The memory of pain she had visited upon him and the faces of those she had killed flashed in front of his eyes once again, making that glee grow even sweeter.

'Good… good…'

The only thing Sunny regretted was that he had killed Solvane in the distant future, releasing her from that torment. If he had known better back then, he would have left her to rot.

Noctis coldly stared at the squirming priestess for a moment, and then turned around, as if intending to leave.

Solvane let out a groan of agony, more vines breaking through her skin and crawling down to the floor.

"W—wait!"

She struggled to raise her head and look up, her eyes full of fear.

"Noctis… you have to… kill me. You won't be able to… free her… if I am alive!"

The sorcerer stopped, lingered for a moment, and then glanced at her over the shoulder. His face was cold and unmoving.

After a long pause, he said nonchalantly:

"...Hope is a great, powerful daemon. She can handle a shackle or two on her own."

As Solvane's eyes widened, Noctis looked away and took a step toward the gates of the hold.

And Sunny, meanwhile…

Was doing the hardest thing he had ever done in his life.

***

Sunny was walking toward the edge of the cargo hold, where the wooden knife was lodged into the wall.

Every step he made felt as if he was dragging a mountain with him.

was much harder

a simple task. Hard, or maybe even impossible, but simple nevertheless. However, he

struggling against his

grown up in the outskirts, fighting for his life in a cruel, indifferent world. He had to learn a lot of vicious lessons to survive. Those lessons made him selfish, cynical, and jaded, unwilling

Slowly and painfully, he had shed his previous skin and learned new things. He learned to

only thing that motivated him to survive the First Nightmare, after all. Back then, and maybe even now, it was his only

big on forgiveness. He could not even forgive Cassie, at least not fully, despite everything that they had been through together

tooth for a tooth… that was the ancient

the very thought of letting Solvane die in peace seemed

And yet…

landed on the handle of the

a

dislodged the knife from the wall and swayed a little, struggling to keep the all-consuming hatred that drowned his mind

to pay, he wanted

than that, he wanted fate to go to hell. He could not allow for another thing to happen just like it had happened in the real past. He needed to prove, once and for all, that he was not a marionette that hung powerlessly from the strings of fate,

really outraged at the thought of

of his hatred for the War Maiden had come from, without a doubt — from the poisonous influence of the Demon of Desire, who had taken his trauma, sorrow, and

fabricated, but at the same time

it was way harder to overcome than the weight of a

leave her to suffer… wouldn't it be

struggled to even remember why he was holding the

slave… but who cares? I want Solvane to be tortured for eternity much more than I want to be free… freedom is

he made

Step. Step. Another step.

of the broken ship was much harder than it had been to climb a cold, dark mountain

he was going to

was contorted by an ugly grimace, and his

Then, Sunny stopped.

to fate is worth it, if it means that this hateful witch will be tortured endlessly. This will be right… this

and

was lifted from his shoulders. He was free to bask in

Sunny smiled…

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