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.

though, that were truly sinister, making the unfortunate person witnessing them feel terror and

them. The walls of the tunnel, which seemed to stretch infinitely in all directions, were littered with them, with barely any empty spaces left between the

Sunny gulped for air.

the source of the

that he thought about it, it made

the Void Beings. And he had learned by now that Corruption was the influence of the Void, seeping through the walls

had inscribed on the walls of the Estuary. The stories of the Void, the knowledge about it… and the True Names of the harrowing beings that

was sure of

her into the source of the Defilement… which was merely knowledge

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

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

them, as Sunny had done a few

had translated those runes for him,

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

Or:

gods and the creatures of chaos. However, it only cared about shiny things. Enamored by Weaver's beautiful eyes, it stole one of them on a dark, starless night. Impatient, the vile creature looked at its bounty while still in flight. However, when it saw the reflection of the Void forever frozen in the depths of Weaver's pupil, it went mad and screamed, dropping the eye on

which merely named the Void and the type of beings

the Estuary,

Void and the Chaos Beings, but also describing them in detail and calling them

of the runes, unable to read them, that alone put him at risk

endless tunnel, was going to make seeds of Corruption bloom in his soul, as well. So, if he remained here at the time the Mirror

the Mad

enchanted mirror, he could already feel a few thin