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.

Sunny had learned in his life, of all the pieces of information gathered in his memory, one suddenly stood out. A memory that Sunny had never considered very significant, and had

do with the appraisal, but

broken

Both heroes and monsters fell by his hand. Unbroken, he entered the ruined temple of a long-forgotten god and spilled his blood on

temple of a long-forgotten

He inhaled deeply.

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

not paid attention to these words. The Spell had never uttered them after

‘...Of course.’

looked around the

his sacrifice been made to

from the world. It was consecrated to worship Dream God, as well... and therefore, when Dream God became forgotten, the temple

God was forbidden. Just

in Forgotten God despite

temple of the Forgotten

around the great

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

sighed and looked one last glance

deep shadows nestling deep below him, so Sunny knew that the temple extended underground. He had never got the chance to explore it

he would leave this place and continue toward

Before that, however...

Sunny froze.

because he had something familiar when looking at the broken

No way. Can

of black marble gave off a subtle, but

Sunny stared silently.

...It was a Gateway.

broke altar closer, there was no doubt. It felt exactly like the

into a Gateway...

nameless temple

wanted

'How fitting.'

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

of course, like Saint Tyris, who had lost the Sanctuary of Noctis and had been exiled to Antarctica with her