Shadow Slave

The pilot did not spend a long time bidding farewell to her comrades. By that point in the campaign, everyone had experienced loss and defeat... the soldiers had not grown numb to watching people die, but they did become used to it.

Death had always surrounded those who fought against the Nightmare Spell, and here in Antarctica, it was even more inescapable, both for the Awakened and for the mundanes.

When the young woman returned, however, a confused expression appeared on her face. Sunny raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

The pilot pointed.

"Uh... where did my MWP go?"

He looked back. The wrecked war platform was, indeed, gone. In its place, hidden behind a pile of dirt, sat an ugly little creature. It was hurriedly pushing a piece of bent alloy into its wide, toothy mouth with both hands. Noticing that someone was looking, the creature froze for a moment and feverishly continued to chew on the armored alloy, as if afraid that it would be taken away.

Sunny rolled his eyes.

right there

was exactly what had happened. Sunny did not know what kind of

turned the

been planning to become a Tyrant first - but that was because he needed more power, fast, during the siege of Falcon Scott. Now that things had calmed down, the circumstances were not as pressing. He could allow himself to delay a little, and made converting the Echo of the Ravenous Fiend

looked pretty much the same as the first time. In the tranquil silence of his Soul Sea, two beams of dark light descended from one of the Shadow Cores. One fell on the Echo

The boundless spellweave that was hidden within the Echo disappeared, replaced by darkness. lіghtnоvеlcave~с0m. A living shadow was now dwelling within the body of the imp

in any shape or form, after all. Nevertheless, that was how Sunny had acquired his fourth Shadow. What

what he fed the gluttonous creature. Some types of food were easy to come by, but

one he could not

almost impossible to find, Sunny had no choice but

real world, the tiny creature looked around, then stared at him with fright and ran away, hiding

"Get over here, bastard!"

imp reluctantly abandoned his shelter and slowly waddled over. The moment Sunny offered the gremlin his forearm and ordered him to take a

happened next... was a truly ghastly experience for Sunny. I-le endured it by bitterly fantasizing about killing the vile little creature for the second time. However, it

had already possessed a high affinity to shadows thanks to being one, and Sunny himself was even more unique — he was a