Shadow Slave

Sunny and Nephis stood side by side as they watched utter devastation being unleashed by creatures crawling out of the colossal Nightmare Gates. The gargantuan black tentacles were still far away, but they were getting closer with every moment.

Numerous Awakened had already been killed, and more were going to die soon.

It was... too sudden, too much.

There were a lot of things that Sunny needed to comprehend, accept, and think about... the future... Cassie, Effie, and Kai... Jet...

But there was no time to think. It was almost impossible, anyway - the Call was roaring in his mind, making any kind of thought difficult. All he could do right now was concentrate on his own survival.

One thing Sunny did do, however, was dismiss his Shadows. They would be of no help against the Great being, but losing them to this catastrophe was just too easy.

Ruined... it's all ruined...

Sunny tried to sense his connection to the Dream Realm.

As a Master, he could leave the waking world at will. It took some time to activate the connection, and usually, he would be transported to his anchor Citadel in a matter of minutes.

That was not going to happen today, of course. Being in close proximity to a Nightmare Gate disturbed the anchor, so entering the Dream Realm near them meant being pulled by the Call and entering the area surrounding the Seed instead.

Currently, Sunny was in the area of effect of four different Nightmare Gates. He didn't even know which Seed he would be pulled to, but anything was better than remaining on the desolate plain that was going to be flooded with indescribably powerful abominations very soon.

Hurry, hurry, hurry...

In front of him, a scene out of a nightmare was playing out. No one on the battlefield was strong enough to resist the being unleashed by the Nightmare Gate - all they could do was try to run, fail, and die.

Those who succumbed to the Call could not even run.

Scores of Awakened, Echoes, and enthralled abominations were all being torn apart and pulverized. The seething mass of dark flesh, meanwhile, continued to squeeze itself through the Gate.

The black fingers continued to hold the rift apart, but there was also a gargantuan hand that had emerged from the abyssal nothingness entirely, plunging down to grab a fistful of screaming humans.

succumb to the

spent the last... it was close to eight months, by now... the last eight months having his mind almost constantly assaulted by the insidious whispers of the Call. Sometimes, they were loud, and sometimes they were quiet enough to

but slowly, he developed a sort of resistance to the Call. He had learned how

in a bizarre turn of events, he had to surrender to it. It was

There.

distorted, it was still there - in fact, it was much stronger than before. The whispers of the Call grew even

immense sense of relief flood his mind, Sunny

felt the border between the two worlds becoming weaker and more ethereal. Before, it had been like an impregnable wall, but now,

was pulling him from the

expelling him

And that was it.

all he could

on to that feeling and hope that he would leave the waking world before the great and terrible being entering it squashed him like one would

colossal Gates stretched into the broken sky like festering wounds. The dark tentacles were rampaging on the battlefield - some whipped around, obliterating the armies

motionless amidst the harrowing destruction. They

and no shelter to be found. The spot where they had fought Dire Fang was as good as any other. It was all

the black tentacles that were getting closer and closer, they

quake, the tremors growing stronger and stronger. It was as though something was approaching them,

even look to see what was

just looked at

pale and

always seemed calm, even when

few moments, Sunny opened his mouth, which

on the other

and lumbering reflecting

She nodded.

"Yes."

hesitated for a second, and