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.

much harder

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

was struggling

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

shed his previous skin and learned new things. He learned to trust those who deserved to be trusted, and

his spite. Spite had been the only thing that motivated

Cassie, at least not fully, despite everything that they had been through together before and

tooth for a tooth… that was the ancient

the very thought of letting Solvane die in peace seemed abhorrent

And yet…

on the handle of the wooden

was a

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

pay,

even more 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

at the thought of Hope messing

poisonous influence of the Demon of Desire, who

weird thing, to know that his fury was fabricated, but at the same time welcome it and be tempted

it was way harder

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

why he was holding

promise to destroy it, didn't I? That was because… because my fate is to be a slave. I don't really want to be a slave… but who cares? I want Solvane to be tortured for eternity much more than I want to be free… freedom is distant, and abstract. Who even wants it? But retribution, it's right here… and feels

teeth, he made

Step. Step. Another step.

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

he was going to

ugly grimace, and his dark eyes

Then, Sunny stopped.

that this hateful witch will be tortured endlessly. This

and smiled with

though a terrible weight was lifted from his shoulders. He was free to bask in the joy of revenge, revel in it. He

Sunny smiled…

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