Shadow Slave

Sunny died.

Being dead... wasn't too bad, all things considered.

More or less every bone in his body was shattered. His rib cage had caved in, and sharp bone fragments were piercing his lungs. His limbs were twisted at unnatural angles, and his skull had cracked. There was excruciating pain, but it went away almost immediately, since his spine was broken, and his spinal cord was severed.

Bone Weave had tempered his hones and made them incredibly durable, but everything had its limits. For Sunny, that limit had turned out to be being kicked by a literal mountain, apparently.

He could not see anything, because his eyes had burst, and could not hear anything, because his eardrums had ruptured. The world was dark and silent.

It was almost comfortable, if not for the terrible cold.

Sunny was very, very cold.

'Ah, damnation...'

Could he not just die in peace?

"...You really are a useless piece of outskirt trash."

Despite not being able to hear anything, he heard the cold, contemptuous voice. His own voice.

'Gods, can you shut the hell up?'

Sunny sent his shadow sense outward and found out that his broken body was laying on the very edge of the dark water, with icy waves washing his blood off the stone shore and licking his skin.

No wonder he felt cold.

Goliath was nowhere to be seen, but the weakening tremors that shook the world from time to time told him that the titan was walking away, heading inland. Unable to move, Sunny imagined letting out a sigh.

'...What luck.'

He might have died, but at least the giant had not stepped on him. His body had stopped just outside the dark waves after flying away and ricocheting off the concrete surface of the highway, too. Otherwise, to add insult to injury, he would have had to drown as well.

now, it was time to come back to

is

of the Antarctica campaign wearing the

he had essence to spare, death was just a temporary condition for Sunny. It was no different from having his head

few minutes was not going to save him, sadly. Back then, Sunny had been healed by Elyas before running out of essence... but now, there was no

through his essence, he would

just help myself,

Sunny summoned the runes.

to perceive them, somehow. It was both strange and logical, explaining how Cassie had been able to communicate with the Spell all that

'Huh...'

of his Memories, he concentrated

this Memory are compelled; friends to be inspired, foes to seek the wielder out. The power of the Memory grows the more enemies they give the gift of death, and can be consumed to heal

Death Charge: [1000/1000.]

the counter of the Dying Wish a long time ago by

finally time

fog

was

his broken body, repairing it. His eardrums were restored, his liquified eyes slowly started to coalesce back into solid shape. His fractured bones assembled

sections of his

"Argh! Crap!"

hard enough to feel the salty taste of blood, but a moment later, that wound, too, was

"C-curse it!"

that he was alive, or at least coming back to live. It was

powerful Transcendent Memory was enough to bring his body back from being utterly devastated, but the process was not instantaneous. Even with Blood Weave helping, it took some time. Sunny had no

no stranger to

vision. Rising his head weakly, Sunny looked at himself through the veil of tears. What he saw

The bleak steel of his armor was shattered and mangled to the point of being unrecognizable. A

his body for a few moments, then thought that he should

he did

Undying Chain suddenly shone with soft radiance, and then disintegrated into a whirlwind of white sparks.

the Spell