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.

had not... now, it was time to come back

this is going

He had not spent most of the Antarctica campaign wearing the Undying Chain without

long as he had essence to spare, death was just a temporary condition for Sunny. It was no different from having his head cut off in the Red Colosseum, and

to save him, sadly. Back then, Sunny had been healed by Elyas before running out of essence... but now, there was

as he burned through his essence, he would

I'll just help myself,

Sunny summoned the runes.

was still able to perceive them, somehow. It was both strange and logical, explaining how

'Huh...'

concentrated on it and read

out. The power of the Memory grows the more enemies they give the gift of death, and

Death Charge: [1000/1000.]

not been idle since coming to Antarctica. He had saturated the counter of the Dying Wish a long

was finally time to

numbing fog enveloping his mind,

was

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

severed sections of his spinal cord connected back

"Argh! Crap!"

enough to feel the salty taste of

"C-curse it!"

he was alive, or at least coming back

full charge of the powerful Transcendent Memory was enough to bring his body back from being utterly devastated, but the process

was no stranger to

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

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

a few moments, then

did not

of white sparks. The brilliant sparks danced around him for

the Spell whispered into