Shadow Slave

Chapter 1801 A New Home Sunny crossed the threshold and entered the great hall of the ancient temple.

It was just as he remembered it.

The vast hall was desolate and empty. Its roof had partially collapsed, letting in the elements. There were piles of rubble on the floor, covered with snow and ice. Cascades of moonlight were falling through the holes in the roof, suffusing the dark hall with a beautiful and otherworldly splendor... deep shadows surrounded the silver light, not daring to touch it.

Everything was silent.

Sunny took a deep breath.

He had almost expected to find the bones of the Mountain King on the floor, where it had been torn apart by shadow, but there were none. The desolate hall was empty.

Enveloping the temple with shadow sense to make sure that there was no danger, Sunny took a step forward. Ice shattered with a brittle sound under the onyx soles of his armored boots, and the ancient shadows stirred, reaching out to him in reverent glee.

Surrounded by them, as if wearing a cloak of darkness, he walked toward the altar.

It used to be a single slab of black marble, long and wide enough for a human to lay on it comfortably...

Or maybe not so comfortably, if it had been a sacrificial altar.

Was it?

It didn't matter now, anyway, because the altar was broken.

The great slab of black stone had shattered, and was laying on the floor in several pieces. That was the only thing in the temple that had changed.

Sunny studied the broken altar for a while, his face slowly growing paler.

There were too many mysteries surrounding this

place. He concentrated, trying to remember

everything he knew about the First Nightmare, the

dead gods, and the secrets of the fallen pantheon.

And then, his eyes widened.

knowledge Sunny had learned in his life, of all the pieces of information gathered in his memory, one suddenly stood out. A

was the evaluation the Spell had given him after the First Nightmare. Not the important part that had to do with the appraisal, but rather the slightly poetic summary that had been there seemingly on

above the broken altar,

entered the ruined temple of a long-forgotten god and spilled his blood on the sacred altar. The

temple of a

He inhaled deeply.

then, Sunny had been an ignorant kid from the outskirts. He knew very little about the world, let alone about

the Forgotten God was, and so, he had not paid attention to these words. The Spell had never uttered them after that, and neither used nor translated the runes describing

‘...Of course.’

around the

had his sacrifice been

temple had been built in the time before the memories of the seventh god were struck from the world. It was consecrated to worship Dream God, as well... and therefore, when Dream God became forgotten, the temple was

God was forbidden. Just like worshiping the daemons, his children,

some who had disregarded the will of the gods and put their faith in Forgotten God despite it. Otherwise, Scholar would not have

temple of the Forgotten

great hall with

the world, so it wasn't hard to feel a sense

sighed and looked one last glance at the

extended underground. He had never got the chance to explore it during the First Nightmare, so it was nice to have an

place and continue toward

Before that, however...

Sunny froze.

he had something familiar when

No way. Can

gave off

Sunny stared silently.

...It was a Gateway.

doubt. It felt exactly like the one in the Sanctuary of Noctis, the

if the altar had been made into a Gateway... Sunny looked around

nameless temple

he wanted

'How fitting.'

one at that. Most Saints, however, were usually in control of a

Sanctuary of Noctis and had been exiled to Antarctica with