Shadow Slave

Sunny remained motionless for a few moments.

The expression on Cassie's face... was tense and somber. Defiant, even. As if she was saying something that she had said many times already, only to be dismissed. Or even branded as a lunatic.

Sunny knew the feeling.

He sighed, then pointed to the nearest table.

"Have a seat. I sense that it's going to be a long conversation, so let me make you something to drink."

He took a step back and retreated to the kitchen. He could have manifested an avatar instead, but really, Sunny needed a few minutes to collect himself.

'A man-shaped hole in the world...'

Indeed, to someone else, his absence would have felt like that. It was just that no one was able to remember witnessing the inexplicable void where a man named Sunless used to be.

Cassie, however...

Although she didn't seem to know the solution, she had somehow pieced the problem together. She knew that something was wrong with her, with everyone else, and with the world itself. But no matter how hard she tried, she could not prove it. She couldn't even remember trying to solve the problem.

That must have been maddening. Not to mention the fact that her ability to perceive the future had suddenly betrayed her, leaving Cassie without another of her senses. The past four years must have been rough for her...

And yet, selfishly, Sunny was glad. He shamefully felt a warmth in his heart.

He wasn't quite remembered. But it felt so good, for his absence to be witnessed by someone, at least.

A few minutes later, he emerged from the kitchen with a teapot and a couple cups. Cassie was sitting at one of the tables, waiting. Her exquisitely beautiful face was calm, but he could feel a hint of agitation underneath that facade.

Placing a cup in front of her, Sunny poured the tea and sat down.

"A man-shaped hole? You might want to explain, Saint Cassia."

She took the cup and tilted her head a little. At that moment, Sunny realized that he had made a mistake... in an attempt to hide his rattled state, he had been acting much too calm throughout their conversation, No Master would have been that calm in front of Song of the Fallen, let alone while hearing her say such outrageous things,

He was suddenly unhappy with himself,

'What a glaring oversight!’

deceit was his craft,

ة

the cup and traced its shape with her finger. When she spoke, her voice sounded even

realized that something had happened to us in the Third Nightmare. There are things that don't quite make sense, as if there are gaps in our memory.

silently. His

there is something that we have forgotten, we simply accepted it as fact and moved on

noticing something strange

any thoughts about his past. People had not only forgotten him, but they couldn't even remember thinking

perfectly capable of pinpointing the

Sunny took a breath.

a problem with being aware

Cassie smiled faintly.

My powers, you see, have to do with memories. I have a great level of control over my own memory, which has become much greater than before. I can also collect the memories of other people, or even

What an insidious power

Cassie's Transformation Ability, then. She had

even, or if Cassie had simply erased his memory of

been the case. Even such a subtle power had to have a limit, and

for him to at least be

'Right?’

reaction or pretending

Which was why, unlike the others, I couldn't stop trying to get to the bottom of things. Especially because fate itself seemed to be

sip

does fate have to do with

smile grew a little

wanted to, but strangely enough, I don't

confessing all these intimate things to a stranger was a bit odd,

Her tone turned

any case... I spent years trying to place

a deep

form a person. Someone who was there, with us, in the Tomb of Ariel.., and maybe even earlier than that. A man who has been cut from the world, as if

almost

"So, Master Sunless..."