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."

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

studied the massive silhouettes of the

chances of making

Naeve laughed.

if I were you. Sure, anything can happen. But this

fearsome dreadnought that moved in front

least one cohort of experienced Awakened warriors of my clan on each vessel. We know what we are doing, so… very few things can threaten the

clan lingered for a moment, then added

make 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

at the handsome

the whole thing, more or less. I may be lacking in many

Naeve smiled.

remarkable trait to have.

***

be unexpectedly friendly and pleasant to be around.

lot better about his current circumstances. He had also

enjoy the patronage of a Sovereign, but wielded an irreplaceable

what was that

was somewhat similar to what he had experienced twice

The aspects of the Goddess of the Black

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

divine lineages are accounted

of Night had inherited the lineage of Storm

Flame had inherited the lineage