Shadow Slave

Eventually, the four of them were invited into the room where Nephis slept… this time on a hospital bed instead of inside of a closed coffin of a sleeping pod. The administrators of the Academy wanted to avoid any more damage, so asking the members of Changing Star's cohort for help was a logical step.

Seeing familiar faces first after waking up would probably calm her down. And if not… having four Masters at hand would be enough to deal with any unforeseen complications.

Most likely...

Sunny stood in the corner, looking at Nephis with a somber expression. Her pale face, her silver hair. For the past two years, he had often seen her through the transparent lid of the sleeping pod, bathed in its ghostly light. Now that she was out and returned to the real world, Changing Star seemed much more… material. And strangely vulnerable.

She was truly back.

He sighed.

Cassie was sitting on a chair beside the bed, while Effie and Kai were resting on a sofa. None of them knew when Neph was going to wake up, and they had already spent a couple hours waiting. Without having to discuss it, all four decided to stay quiet. So… by now, they were pretty bored.

Sunny, on the other hand, was filled with more and more tension.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

'This anticipation is killing me. It's pure torture.'

him. But it was better to prepare for the worst. For that reason, Sunny was mentally going over all the clever ways he had thought of to undermine her absolute authority as his master. There were always ways...

reasons why he had chosen to kill the Mirror Beast instead of subjugating

Sunny could not help but feel

a while, he shook his head and moved slightly. Then, without being noticed

moments, and then called upon Nightmare. A vast shadow appeared

allowed himself to be enveloped by the larger shadow, and then gave it a silent

time was as strange. It was a

his anxious anticipation,

found himself

waves crashing against the cliffs far below. Some distance away, a tall and beautiful lighthouse stood, illuminating the absolute darkness with its

edge of the cliff. Sitting in the saddle, he rode the black steed and

to the logic of the real world and were always flowing, always changing.

Sunny. The threats contained within them might not have been real, but by

it was real. However, not only dreadful fiends posed a threat. His opponents were empowered by the dream itself, so their strength depended

very strong. So her nightmares were bound

around them changed. The dark shore and the lighthouse disappeared, and instead, the streets of a ruined city appeared from nowhere. With a bit of apprehension, Sunny recognized the familiar shapes of the stone buildings of the Dark City. However, they were simultaneously the alloy towers of the Siege Capital. Their facades were broken, with

littered with burning debris, and a luxurious PTV lay overturned some distance away, its armored frame bent and

back. After hesitating for

Most disturbingly, these people lacked faces, and instead looked like smooth-faced mannequins. Their flesh, however, was quite real…

take