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.

he had not... now, it was time to

this is going

dead, but of course, such trivialities were not going to stop him. He had not spent most of

no different from

sadly. Back then, Sunny had been healed

as he burned through his essence, he would

I'll just help myself,

Sunny summoned the runes.

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

'Huh...'

in the list of his Memories, he concentrated on

seek the wielder out. The power of the Memory grows the

Death Charge: [1000/1000.]

saturated the counter of the Dying Wish a

finally time to use that hidden

running dry and a numbing fog enveloping

was

body, repairing it. His eardrums were restored, his liquified eyes slowly started to coalesce

his spinal cord connected back

"Argh! Crap!"

feel the salty taste of blood, but

"C-curse it!"

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

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 choice but to

stranger to

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

but gone. The bleak steel of his armor was shattered and mangled to the point of being unrecognizable. A few pieces of it were bent at sharp angles and

body for a few moments, then thought that he

he did

disintegrated into a whirlwind of white sparks. The brilliant sparks

of the