Shadow Slave

Sunny knew how to write, of course. That said, he certainly did not have a lot of experience writing by hand, let alone had a signature — simply because people at large, and especially those in the outskirts, almost never used paper and pens to relay information. Why would they, if everything was usually stored digitally?

However, he was in a better position than most. Out there in the Dream Realm, many long-abandoned traditions had found a new life, so Sunny managed to scribble down his name on the piece of synthetic paper with at least some semblance of finesse.

Handing it back to Master Naeve of Night, he smiled awkwardly.

"Here. I… hope your daughter likes it."

The scion of the great clan received the piece of paper with gratitude and hid it in the pocket of his coat.

"Thank you very much. I am away a lot, so this will go a long way. Next time I see her, she will probably already be six… and terribly peeved that I've been gone for so long. Coming back with a present is bound to help!"

He looked at Sunny with genuine mirth. Then, a knowing spark gleamed in his strange indigo eyes.

Naeve gestured at the ocean and asked:

"You are not too comfortable on water, are you?"

Sunny lingered for a moment, then scoffed.

"You must have seen the movie yourself. Is it really a surprise that I have a complicated relationship with the sea?"

The handsome Master smiled.

"Oh, yes. I haven't thought about that, sorry. Still… at least you are familiar with it. Most people just don't understand."

men shared a strange feeling of closeness. Both had known the unfathomable dread of the depths, which was a rare thing these

the iron ships

our chances of making it to Antarctica

Naeve laughed.

you. Sure, anything can happen.

pointed to the especially fearsome dreadnought that moved in front of the

Night aboard the flagship. There are several Nightwalkers such as I spread around the other ships. There are also at least one cohort

lingered for a moment,

the journey many times, bringing the refugees away and returning with reinforcements for the government army. Each of the four fleets was made to be nearly indestructible. Still… that doesn't mean that our passengers can relax. Keep your wits about you, Master Sunless, and do remember the rules formulated in

looked at the handsome man

or less. I may be lacking in many regards, but being unreasonably paranoid is not one

Naeve smiled.

have.

***

Naeve had turned out to be unexpectedly friendly and pleasant to be around. He was not at all like the arrogant representatives of

end of their talk, Sunny felt a lot better about his current circumstances. He had also

of a Sovereign, but wielded an irreplaceable power. That unique advantage had carved a place for them at the very top of

was that advantage,

Sunny all but confirmed his suspicion. The feeling Naeve gave him was somewhat similar to what he had experienced twice before

the Black Skies were all eerily related to the role the

have been correct. It was all but certain now that the founder of the great clan, an enigmatic Awakened of the First Generation known as Nightwalker, had inherited the lineage of Storm God and somehow shared its power with

then… all six divine

Night had inherited the lineage

had inherited the lineage