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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could go and what he could see — there had been Nightmare Creatures everywhere, and his power

City in a matter of hours. Sadly, all the abominations he had not been able to hunt down

much important information left to be

life, the culture... stuff like that. By the end of it, Sunny collected many pieces of information that would have made the Exploration Report

"Barbarians..."

left them behind. Next, Sunny started on the long

the Priestess first, since she was just outside the walls of the city. Sunny climbed onto her hand and sat there for

of the world. He had

that the sun of the Forgotten Shore was gone for the first time. He would never see it rise

jumped down, gliding

Sunny visited the giant arch of white marble on top of which they had rested and played

felt remorse for never taking the members of the cohort to a real beach... now, it was too late. He would never have

world? There had to be. Rich folk

That one, he had seen while marching with the Dreamer Army to the Crimson Spire. Sunny did not have any particular memories about

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

Forgotten Shore... a piece of

the Lord and continued

days later. This one, he had never seen — Nephis, Cassie, and Effie had formed an expedition to acquire a Shard Memory here while he was living alone in

'What a pity.'

expedition. As a shadow user, he felt a special affinity for the Slayer, who had been a stealthy assassin. Her stiletto had served Sunny well before being destroyed when he lost the connection to the

Echo behind... was it really a 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

were only two statues left on

was far to the south, on the precipice of the Underworld. Sunny hesitated for a while, but eventually decided to

the

the statue of the