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?'

of powerful beasts. Sunny had expected to become a giant

Shadow Shell allowed him to assume the form of all manner of creatures, provided he knew how. Serpents, leopards, 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,

then, that his Transformation would have nothing to do with his

with the invaluable helpers that followed him

His shadows.

making them tangible through Shadow Manifestation. If simply made tangible, the shadows were fragile and

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

make it as strong

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

of his Attributes, too. [Master of Shadows], [Flame

meanwhile... was up in the air. Sunny was not sure if he even had

took a

their bodies exceedingly tenacious, while the Onyx Shell granted them protection against all kinds of attacks, as well as a handful

they were just as robust

powerful? What,

and then decided to find out

a few simple commands to see what they were capable of while manifested through his Transcendent

about to open his mouth to give the command, but at that

and its perception... it

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

perceiving himself from outside his body,

Startled, Sunny flinched back.

flinched back, too, and

He opened his mouth:

"What the hell?!"

"What the hell?!"

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

at the same time, his other body