Shadow Slave

Walking past the legion of silent shadows to stand between the five dark suns of his lightless soul, Sunny summoned the Memory forth. Soon, a round hand mirror of dark silver appeared in the air in front of him. Its front looked like a pool of still mercury, while its back was decorated with beautiful engravings.

Sunny saw his pale reflection in the silver mirror, and suddenly felt an eerie chill creep up his spine. That Memory... gave him a very ominous feeling.

When he took the mirror, it felt strangely heavy in his hand.

'Not a weapon, and not an armor. A tool, then? Or a charm?'

He hesitated for a moment, and summoned the runes.

Strings of shimmering symbols appeared in the air, surrounding the hand mirror. He read them, frowning slightly.

Memory: [Mirror of Truth].Memory Rank: Ascended.Memory Tier: Seven.Memory Type: Tool.

The first four strings held no surprises. The next few, however...

Sunny's eyes widened slightly.

'What... why is that name here?'

The first word in the description of the Mirror of Truth was not one that he had expected to see today, but one that he knew all too well.

That word was...

Weaver.

Sunny glanced at the hand mirror with a tense expression, a deep scowl appearing on his face. Then, he slowly turned back to the runes and continued to study them.

Since the start of the Antarctica campaign, he had often encountered hints and mentions of Ariel, the Demon of Dread. So why did Weaver's name suddenly show up in the runes of a Memory?

There was only one way to find out.

The description read:

Memory Description: [Weaver was known as the master of lies, while Ariel was known as the keeper of truths. The two were not close and rarely met, which was why Ariel was surprised to find Weaver staring at his pyramid one day.

Have you come to admire it?" Ariel

moment of silence, Weaver

have I ever seen it. How would I know to admire it? I just

Then, Weaver asked.

of Dread. Your face is unsightly. You are smiling, but there

"I'm

he looked at the tomb, saying, "I built it to bury the truth. Truth is the most hideous thing in the world, Weaver, and knowing it is a cruel torment. I mean to bury the truths that I cannot

Weaver remained silent.

a while,

to me that you already did.

Demon of Fate turned and walked

Walking away, Weaver whispered.

wanted to be free of the truth, so

in the description, Sunny remained silent

not the burial place of Ariel, the Demon of Dread? Instead,

in that strangely verbose description. Like the fact that Ariel had apparently constructed the black pyramid

clan... or person... to conquer the pyramid would learn

Weaver's appearance in the description of the

remembered the exact

not known that you've built a tomb, nor have I ever seen it. How would I know to admire

Weaver had just been called the master of lies in the previous string of runes, wouldn't it mean that Sunny should take these words with a grain of salt? So the Demon of Fate had actually known of the existence of

Maybe.

about it for a

probably only know if I

glanced at the runes describing

enchantment. There was only

powerful enchantments demanded more space within the weave. Which meant that for a Memory

He read the runes:

to destroy the mirror and

blinked a couple

'Wha...'

His hand trembled.