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?'

to assume the shape of powerful beasts. Sunny had expected to become a giant beast, as well, but then again... wasn't he already capable 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

his Transformation would

with the invaluable helpers

His shadows.

different from simply making them tangible through Shadow

durable as Sunny's own body

Onyx Mantle now, wouldn't it? Its [Bound] trait was supposed to make it as strong as his soul

was a manifestation of the Onyx Shell Attribute. And since each of the shadows was clad in the fearsome armor, they

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

a deep

shadow avatars possessed his Attributes, they were just as resilient and durable as him. The Weaves granted them strength and made their bodies exceedingly tenacious, while the

just as

as powerful? What, exactly, could

then decided

the shadows. Now that Sunny composed himself, he could give them a few simple commands to see what they were capable of while manifested

give the command,

he concentrated on the shadow and its perception... it was as though

looking at

perceiving himself from

Startled, Sunny flinched back.

back, too, and

He opened his mouth:

"What the hell?!"

"What the hell?!"

two identical voices breaking the silence of the dusty pocket

at the same time, his