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.

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

is

He had not spent most of the Antarctica campaign wearing the Undying Chain

temporary condition for Sunny. It was no different from having his head cut off in the Red Colosseum, and he had survived that debacle without too

few minutes was not going to save him, sadly. Back then, Sunny had been healed by Elyas before running out of essence... but

burned through his essence,

just help myself,

Sunny summoned the runes.

to perceive them, somehow. It was both strange and

'Huh...'

he concentrated on

"Those who witness the wielder of this Memory are compelled; friends to be inspired, foes to seek the wielder out. The power of the Memory grows

Death Charge: [1000/1000.]

Antarctica. He had saturated the counter of the Dying Wish a

was finally time to

dry and a numbing fog

was

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

his spinal cord connected

"Argh! Crap!"

him into a violent convulsion. Sunny bit his tongue hard enough to feel the salty taste of blood, but a moment

"C-curse it!"

good. Pain meant that he was alive,

being utterly devastated, but the process was not instantaneous.

was no stranger

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

armor was shattered and mangled to the point of being unrecognizable. A few pieces of it were bent at sharp angles and

bloody mess that was his body for a few moments, then

he did not need

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

voice of the Spell