Shadow Slave

In a dark underground chamber, a metal sarcophagus stood shrouded in silence. Nothing had disturbed the silence and no light had penetrated the darkness in a long, long time.

Until now.

Suddenly, the sarcophagus came to life, and a scattering of lights ignited on its surface. A crack appeared on the smooth alloy surface, revealing where the edges of a heavy lid were. The lid smoothly slid away, and a flood of radiant light chased away the darkness of the underground chamber.

Cold vapor shined as it rose from inside the sarcophagus. Then, a pale hand rose from within it and forcefully grabbed the metal lip, easily bending its armored alloy.

Sunny struggled to climb out of the sleeping pod for a few moments, then lowered his feet to the cool plates of the dojo's floor. A moment later, he swayed and fell down with a yelp.

"Damnation!"

Sunny remained sprawled on the floor for a few seconds, trying to understand what had happened and why he suddenly lost balance. Then, his eyes gleamed.

"Wait… I can speak again? I can speak again!"

A happy smile slowly appeared on his lips.

Of course… he was back to being a human! He had returned to his own body. Trying to move like a towering demon was not going to do his sense of balance any good…

With a mad grin, Sunny nimbly jumped to his feet and looked down, enjoying the sight of his slender, pale body. Then, he suddenly spun and performed several lightning-fast strikes and kicks.

"Ah, it is good to be home!"

shoulders, quite literally — the shadowspawn must have weighed three times what

target for the enemies to stick their blades in. And although having only two hands seemed rather inconvenient and silly, shedding the cumbersome shell of the inhuman creature feel nothing short

packed more punch than the shadowspawn could ever hope to muster. Not to mention how in tune it was with shadow essence

height. Only after being forcefully turned into a lumbering monstrosity did he

sigh and glanced at the crumpled metal of the lip of the sleeping pod. He had inadvertently damaged the armored alloy

disheartened about the damage he had done to the expensive machine. Replacing the bent panel was not

tilted

why do I even

about the luxurious

need

true Ascended. If Sunny wished to enter the Dream Realm, he would travel there physically. His body would not be left empty and defenseless in the

never go back to that hell. He could just remain in

was free to refuse it. He had won his right

For now…

wanted. With his accumulated arsenal and knowledge of sorcery, creating a thriving enterprise would not be a problem. Sunny would be able

an actual bed, and see

it not be a beautifully happy ending for a homeless street rat from

into the distance. Slowly, a pale

if that

himself from the Spell would be that easy. Even if he learned how to

government nor the Great Clans would leave him be… especially the latter. Sunny suspected that he was going to receive

simply a promising Awakened. Now that he proved his mettle and elevated himself to the venerated status of an Ascended, the clans would

that trying to become a Saint without pledging allegiance to one of them would not