Shadow Slave

Sunny left the underground cell in a complicated mood. To be honest... he was a little rattled.

'Weaver said... that they would open the Gates.'

Who were the "they" Weaver had spoken about?

The gods? The daemons? Or someone else entirely?

There was one thing that made Sunny restless. it was the fact that no one knew who Weaver was, so the nebulous daemon was never referred to as "he" or "she". Instead, the Spell used the neutral "they" to describe the Demon of Fate.

So... had it been Weaver who unsealed the Void, perhaps?

That did not make a lot of sense, though, since the runes described something that the elusive daemon had said. So, it would have been "I will open the Gates", not "they will"... unless Weaver had had a habit of referring to themselves in the third person.

There was the issue of the runic language itself, as well, which did not necessarily follow the same pronounce conventions as the human language did. The runes written by the prisoner of the ruined cathedral did not hint that Weaver had been speaking about themselves.

But still, still...

'Until it was too late.‘

What did the description of Bone Weave mean, exactly?

If Sunny knew one thing... it was that Weaver had been the most frightening of deities, despite not being the most powerful. He did not trust the devious Demon of Fate one bit. Shaking his head, he walked over to the stone stairs, but then halted and remained motionless for a while.

Walking back, he stopped in front of the cell once more.

Summoning the Covetous Coffer, Sunny violently tore the massive steel door off its hinges and tossed it into the wardrobe‘s terrifying maw. Then, he pulled one of the torches from its slot and carried it away, seemingly unperturbed by the ghostly flame.

A person who had been tossed away by the world had to be practical.

good things

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limited in where he could go and what he could see —

was powerful enough to cleanse the entire Dark City in a matter of hours. Sadly, all the abominations he had not been able to hunt down were already dead, slain either by the

explore all the places he had wanted to visit. There wasn't much important information left to be found here, but there were plenty of things he could learn that would be only interesting to

Sunny collected many pieces of information that would have made the Exploration Report on the Forgotten

"Barbarians..."

on the long tour of the remaining

Sunny climbed onto her hand and sat there for a

seventeen back then, knowing nothing of the world. He had just learned that there was more

of the Forgotten Shore was gone for the

shadows and jumped down, gliding on dark wings to the distant

arch of white marble on top of which they had rested and played games on the way, as well as climbed

Sunny felt remorse for never taking the members of the cohort to a real beach... now, it was too

there even real beaches left in the waking world? There had to be.

he had seen while marching with the Dreamer Army to the Crimson Spire. Sunny did not have

First Lord of the Bright Castle had once defeated a powerful abomination here, receiving the Dawn Shard as a reward. That

had managed to escape the Forgotten Shore... a piece of precious inheritance they received from those who had fought against this cursed

the statue of the

exploring the vicinity of the stone colossus, Sunny moved on and found the statue of the Slayer some days later. This one, he had never seen — Nephis, Cassie, and Effie

'What a pity.'

who had been a stealthy assassin. Her stiletto had served Sunny well before being destroyed when he lost the

sentient rapier? If so, the battle must have been quite a tough one. After exploring the vicinity of the statue, Sunny had indeed found countless broken blades buried in the dust. He could imagine the monument to

two statues left on his

unfinished statue of the Stranger was far to the south, on the precipice of the

go anywhere near the Hollow Mountains anytime soon — or,

the statue of