Shadow Slave

'Now, this... is going to be a problem.’

Standing on the threshold, Sunny studied the long corridor. It stretched in both directions as far as he could see, bending slightly. The stone floor was smooth and even, while the tall ceiling was illuminated by a scattering of softly glowing gemstones. The turquoise gems were embedded into it, dimly drowning the corridor in pale light.

The problem was with the walls.

Both of them were perfectly smooth and seamless, as if the corridor had been formed inside the mountain by some unknown means instead of being constructed. Much worse, their glossy surface was reflective... the walls of the corridor were like two endless mirrors.

Remembering what Cassie had said, Sunny frowned.

The blind seer inhaled deeply behind him.

"Oh, my."

Her voice was somber.

Sunny hesitated for a few moments, then asked neutrally:

"Left or right?"

Cassie answered with a hint of confusion:

"Why are you asking me?"

He scratched the back of his head and shrugged.

"Why not? My luck is pretty much non-existent. So, I'll trust your intuition."

She tilted her head a little.

"Really? Because my intuition tells me to get out of here as soon as possible."

"Yeah, I should have expected that answer...

Sunny closed his eyes for a second, then cleared his throat.

second thought, why don't

reflections stretched into infinity, forming countless mirrored corridors. When Sunny took a step, a legion of his reflections took a step. When Cassie followed,

of identical copies of themselves, marching in step with

he felt

said not to answer if a reflection speaks

nodded, and a myriad of her reflections nodded at

and somber, Cassie's reflections

to look at them at all. See no

He grimaced.

just happens to be gone. What a

he lowered his head and looked at the floor. As Sunny walked forward, he concentrated on his feet.

was one of the countless reflections

of his willpower to keep looking down instead of turning to confirm it. A moment later, there was nothing

powerful are

mind instead of aloud, believing that Cassie would hear him. Indeed, her response came a few

powerful as the person they reflect. Sometimes, they are strangely brittle... but don't rely on my information too much. It's misleading. Because reports are only left by those who survived. As for those who didn't,

Sunny frowned.

a bit, then

they think... or if they think at all. When you fight a human or a Nightmare Creature, you can usually predict what will happen,

He nodded quietly.

feared the most was the unknown. And what was not known posed the most

to life, we should be fine as long as we don't look to them and

remained silent

[I don't know.]

Sunny grimaced.

him, a myriad

long is this damned

in sight. The mirror tunnel was empty and silent, the dark, dim light of turquoise

was the soft rustle of Cassie's

But then...

sound broke the silence, making him stop in his

unmistakable sound