Shadow Slave

Sunny found himself surrounded by six identical versions of himself, all staring at him with confused expressions. Alabaster skin, raben-black hair, eyes that were like glistening onyx... all of them were clad in full suits of fearsome onyx armor, as well, its design both intricate and impregnable.

He stared at them back.

For a moment, Sunny was scared.

And who could blame him? He had just managed to rid himself of the Sin of Solace, avoided being consumed by the Mad Prince, and survived a meeting with his frightening future self — each a version of him.

But... no.

None of the three was among the six copies that were sitting around him in a semicircle. In fact, the six impostors looked strangely familiar. And not just because they looked exactly like him.

Rather, they were like versions of Sunny that each possessed a distinct personality, which subtly changed how they looked.

One was sullen. Another was joyful. One was deadpan and unsettling, while the one next to him was arrogant and disdainful. The fifth copy seemed mischievous, while the last one looked like a complete lunatic.

They were... his shadows.

Sunny felt like pinching himself.

"Hey, you guys... what, uh... what are you doing?"

Six identical copies of him glanced at each other, then shrugged in unison.

"That's not helping!"

When it became clear that none of them was going to explain himself, Sunny shook his head in bewilderment.

So... this was his Transformation Ability?

'Come to think of it. It makes sense?'

allowed Saints to assume the shape of powerful beasts. Sunny had expected to

and winged horrors... as long as Sunny studied someone for a bit, he could grasp the essence of their being through Shadow Dance and recreate it through Shadow Manifestation. Of course, that transformation was purely physical, and did not grant him the mystical powers of the beings whose forms he used. In that regard, Shadow Shell was a lesser version of a true Transformation Ability. But it was still an immensely powerful tool, and much more versatile

that his Transformation would

to do with the invaluable

His shadows.

into perfect copies of Sunny, which was different from simply making them tangible through Shadow Manifestation. If simply made tangible, the shadows were fragile and vulnerable, exposing his soul to

as strong and durable as Sunny's own body was. That much was

wouldn't it? Its [Bound] trait was supposed to make it as strong as

any case, the Mantle was a manifestation of the Onyx Shell Attribute. And since each of the shadows was

that they possessed the rest of his Attributes, too. [Master of Shadows], [Flame of Divinity], [Onyx Shell]... and the three Weaves: [Blood Weave],

air. Sunny was not sure if he even had such an

took a deep

and made their bodies exceedingly tenacious, while the Onyx Shell granted them protection against all kinds

just as robust

powerful? What, exactly,

then decided to find out

that Sunny composed himself, he could give them a few simple commands to see what they were capable of while manifested through his Transcendent Ability. He concentrated on

the command, but

and its perception... it was as though their connection

himself, and in turn looking at himself through the eyes of

perceiving himself from outside his body, but actually... had

Startled, Sunny flinched back.

the same time, his second body flinched back, too, and he felt himself

He opened his mouth:

"What the hell?!"

"What the hell?!"

cried out, as well, two identical voices breaking the silence of the dusty pocket of space at the same

at the same time, his other body also