Shadow Slave

Sunny had only caught a glimpse of the runes, but it was enough to send him into a state of utter terror.

Before even having time to think, he shut his eyes tightly and activated the enchantment of the Mirror of Truth, borrowing Neph's [Longing] Ability.

Thus making his soul incorruptible… for a while.

And it was just in time, because simply being close to the runes threatened to make Corruption bloom in his soul.

'Argh…'

He groaned mentally while keeping his mouth shut..

The pain was almost unbearable.

It was a familiar kind of terror, revulsion, and pain, as well.

Because Sunny had recognized the shape of those runes.

There were two types of runes that the Spell refused to translate.

One had to do with the type of beings it simply called the -unknown- — the primordial beings of the eternal, everchanging Void. The other had to do with the singular being that it similarly called the -unknown- — the mysterious progenitor of the seven daemons, which might have been one of the Void Creatures, or might not have been.

The latter runes were hard to look at, causing the head of the person to split with ache, and their mind to become dizzy.

the former runes, though, that were truly sinister, making

on the walls of the tunnel were such runes… a great number of them. The walls of the tunnel, which seemed to stretch infinitely in all directions, were littered

Sunny gulped for air.

is the

that he thought about it, it made

Void, seeping through the walls

the Estuary. The stories of the Void, the knowledge about it… and the True Names of the harrowing beings that dwelled within its everchanging

was sure

Defilement… which was merely knowledge that could

Void, and of the True Names of those beings whose names

wanted to keep its secrets for itself, but simply because being able to read them

runes was harmful. It was already painful and dangerous to glimpse a few of them, as Sunny had done a few times in his life — for example, when reading the descriptions of the drop of Shadow God's blood and the drop of Weaver's

for him, those descriptions would

eternal void. From that dark abyss, the Creatures of the Void were born. Just like chaos itself, they were endless

Or:

starless night. Impatient, the vile creature looked at its bounty while still in flight. However, when it saw the reflection of the

the type of beings born from it, had almost made

in the

numerous ghastly runes carved into the stone, not only mentioning the Void and the Chaos Beings, but also describing them

runes, unable to read them, that alone put him

in his soul, as well. So, if he remained here

become the Mad Prince

the enchanted mirror, he could already feel a few thin cracks