Shadow Slave

Some time later, they were hidden in a small cave at the bottom of a deep canyon, sitting in front of a fire. A piece of monster meat was roasting on it, filling the cave with a delicious smell. Sunny was a bit sullen, because it had taken all his knowledge of wilderness survival to make the small fire... snowy reaches of Antarctica were not exactly the best place to search for fuel.

He had almost been forced to use the divine flames of the Cruel Sight to cook, which would inevitably result in an atrociously burned dinner for him.

Currently, Sunny was passing time by trying to play a simple melody on a flute made of emerald bone. Kai would have probably become ill if exposed to his musical talent, but Jet didn't seem to mind.

She stared at the fire, flames reflecting in her icy blue eyes. After a while, she suddenly said:

"...I can smell things too, you know. When I am sufficiently full of essence. My Aspect might only give me a semblance of life, but it's a faithful imitation."

Sunny lowered the emerald flute and looked at her gloomily.

"What I'm hearing... is that you want to rob me of some of this meat. Right?"

Jet lingered for a moment, then grinned.

"Right. That was exactly what I meant. I am hungry, too."

He sighed, then hung more meat above the fire.

"Should have just said so. Gods... what is up with me always ending up with gluttonous women? It just never ends..."

Sunny turned the meat over. After a while, following a whim, he asked:

I survived the First Nightmare

not understand how it

the stone roof

not survive the First Nightmare. I was young, and weak, and frightened. And so... I

head and looked at him

Attribute, created the possibility

sent into the body of a temple slave, Shadow God would not have responded to

had come together to create the possibility... he had been the one to grasp it,

Jet silently, thinking about her Flaw. What would happen if he gave

Sunny developed an intuition about these things. Jet would

was the only thing that allowed her to

his

the life he would have had if not for the inability to lie. Would

other people, choosing to lie and manipulate them instead of trusting them, out

that the lesson he was supposed

you hypocrite. Weren't you yourself the master of

questions were a waste of time. He would still choose to get

sighed, breaking the

and the solstice. As you can imagine, it's not easy for a Sleeper to find things to kill before entering the Dream Realm. I ended up having to ask for

Sunny shifted slightly.

"Who did you ask?"

She chuckled.

for the details of my Aspect... on a voluntary basis, of course. But what