Shadow Slave

The second passage he was keenly interested in was much less poetle, but tantalized Sunny much more. That was because it mentioned the other daemons… most of all, the nebulous Demon of Fate.

The runes read:

[Gods created all living creatures, but not all creatures they created carry a divine lineage. Only those born of the gods do, and those born of their descendants. Why have the gods forbidden us seven to sire offspring? Why are we destined for loneliness?]

[Is it because we are of the Forgotten One, who slumbers in the Void?]

[Where is the Void, and where is its Gate? How did Weaver enter it, and what did Weaver see?]

[Why did Weaver decide to break the will of the gods and create a lineage?]

[Blood, bone, flesh. Soul, spirit, mind. And shadow.]

[The gods shall discover the transgression, but they cannot.]

[That is because, having created a lineage, Weaver does not possess a lineage. It has been lost and will be lost, therefore having never been in Weaver's possession. One cannot be punished for something that has never been.]

[A piece is lost to fantasy, a piece is lost to fear. A piece is lost to respite, a piece is lost to darkness. A piece is lost to sorrow, a piece is lost to rot. And finally, a piece is stolen by a thief.]

[Weaver's defiance is elusive, just like Weaver is. But mine will be different.]

Sunny stared at the runes for a while, his eyes burning with wanderlust.

Nether seemed to have been considering the difference between him, the youngest sibling, and Weaver — the oldest. Both had decided to defy the gods, but in a different way.

«Gods created all living creatures, but only those born of them carry a divine lineage…»

It seemed that Weaver had pursued the latter, while Nether had pursued the former.

But more importantly…

«Weaver's lineage.»

Finally, he knew the remaining parts of the Weave. He had already found Blood Weave, Bone Weave, and Soul Weave. Flesh, Mind, Spirit, and Shadow Weaves remained.

«Shadow Weave!»

Would absorbing it make up for Shadow God's lineage that Blood Weave had so unceremoniously devoured?

And if he managed to collect all seven, would the broken lineage of Weaver restore itself to an unblemished state, granting him its full power?

Sunny finally understood why the Weave had been shattered into many fragments, to begin with. it was because Weaver had hidden its existence from the gods by scattering it across the tapestry of fate.

was as if Weaver had never possessed them at all. The fragment destined to be lost to sorrow was Soul Weave, which Sunny had found near Oblivion's grave.

be stolen by a thief was Blood Weave, which the Nightmare Spell had granted him for

had not lost an arm. Therefore, the Demon of Fate had foreseen these

inventive to avoid the gaze of

had the other four fragments ended

to fear A piece is lost to

a few minutes, then turned and gazed at the map where the strongholds of the daemons were

fear, rest, darkness.

of the Weave located somewhere in Bastion, Ravenheart, Stormsea,

was suddenly overcome by the desire to travel to Bastion

that desire

the House of Night that drifted on the waves

escaped it. Why would

Underworld was a better choice… but also a suicidal one. Sunny was not ready to venture into the depths of the Hollow Mountains. His strength might have increased explosively after the Transcendence, but true darkness

there. Blind,

a Death Zone, but not

«Forget it, then.»

Sunny turned away from the passage and tried

someday In the

third passage that interested him, coincidentally, had to do with

was

The runes read:

the

to envelop the void, and placed

is thin, nothing slips through its seams. The

It is like mist.

However…

exist in the

contain the Void, and nobody exists within

am wary of nobody, and

thought that he had messed up the translation at first. But after going over it one more time,

Nether having

several more times,

someone

have had meaning. But what was the meaning

the question for a few days, until a tenuous idea surfaced in

if nothing… was literally

absence of everything, but the presence

thinking about that made his

be involved in. These beings

the Void in a layer of nothingness, which the