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.

it was much harder than

have been heavy, but dragging it along was a simple task. Hard, or maybe even impossible, but simple nevertheless. However, he was not struggling against

Sunny was struggling against his very

cruel, indifferent world. He had to learn a lot of vicious lessons to survive. Those lessons made him selfish, cynical, and jaded, unwilling to trust anyone or believe in

qualities had helped him to remain alive, but as his life changed, some of them turned into a hindrance. Slowly and painfully, he had shed his previous skin and learned new things. He learned to trust those

he never managed to leave behind — and did not really want to — was his spite. Spite had been the only thing that motivated

on forgiveness. He could not even forgive Cassie, at least not fully, despite everything that they had been through together before and after her decision to put Neph's life before

a tooth… that was the

letting Solvane die

And yet…

trembling hand landed on the handle

was a very stubborn

he dislodged the knife from the wall and swayed a

pay, he wanted her to

allow for another thing to happen just like it had happened in the real past. He needed to prove, once and for

outraged at the thought of Hope messing

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 anger, and turned it into a

fury was fabricated, but at the same time welcome it and be tempted

it was way harder to overcome than the

suffer… wouldn't it be splendid to leave her to suffer… wouldn't it be the most joyous thing ever?

to even remember why he was holding the

but who cares? I want Solvane to be tortured for eternity much more than

his teeth, he made

Step. Step. Another step.

broken ship was much harder than it had been

that he

an ugly grimace, and his dark eyes burned

Then, Sunny stopped.

change my mind. It is worth it! Surrendering to fate is worth it, if it means that this hateful witch will be tortured endlessly. This will be right… this will be just… this will be the best

and

his shoulders. He was free to bask in the joy of revenge, revel in

Sunny smiled…

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