Shadow Slave

Everything having to do with Sleepers was situated in the same building. Sunny followed the instructions sent to his communicator and quickly found the dormitories, which were situated on one of the lowest levels. To his surprise, he actually got a whole room to himself.

It had a bed with a soft mattress, a table, a dresser, and even a separate bathroom! The materials were new and aesthetically pleasing, the air crisp and sterile. It was warm inside, and the outer wall was equipped with a hidden screen that seamlessly imitated a wide window, opening to a picturesque vista of a snowy park.

There were even several sets of clothes with the Academy emblem provided to him for free.

‘How extravagant,’ Sunny thought, a little stunned.

Rationally, he understood that such an arrangement was not really luxurious. However, to him, who grew up wandering the outskirts, this room was like a palace. He scratched his head.

‘Looks like… I’ve made it?’

Sunny glanced around, then winked at his shadow and smiled.

“I guess we’re moving up in the world, huh?”

The shadow didn’t respond, apparently not very impressed. Perhaps it didn’t care about such things.

‘Right, what would a stupid shadow know?’

Sunny changed into new clothes and studied himself in the mirror. Then, remembering something, he summoned the runes.

He finally had time to study the Puppeteer’s Shroud.

Memory: [Puppeteer’s Shroud].

Memory Rank: Awakened.

Memory Type: Armor.

Memory Description: [A worm of doubt once found its way into a righteous king’s heart. With time, the king was devoured from inside and became its puppet. A lifetime later, the Puppeteer Worm escaped from the king’s dead body, leaving behind a cacoon of black silk. No one knows where it went; however, once people dared to approach the silent castle, they found the silk among the mountains of gnawed bones and fashioned it into an armor.]

made a sour

is not that terrifying. Yeah. I’m

killed was called a larva. If he were to assume that Mountain King was a mature Puppeteer

it’s better not to think

it into a set of armor. It was made of dark-gray, soft fabric with several elements, such as bracers and shoulder guards, fashioned out of black, lusterless

at all. It also made no sound when he moved. Perfect equipment for someone who

tough to pierce for any Creature below the Awakened rank, which gave him

doubt… does it have enhanced protection against

was sure

great trophy! He wouldn’t expect anything less from the Memory

on top of a full set of clothes. Quite satisfied, Sunny dismissed it and left his room, heading

all the rewards he

not only was it freely available to Sleepers, there wasn’t even a limit to the amount

thought, steering clear

a while, forgot about the world’s existence. As juicy, textured, perfectly seasoned meat filled his mouth, Sunny’s vision suddenly was full of stars. He had to hold

to think, he could have lived like that for

why didn’t you infect me a few

gorged, Sunny longingly looked back and thought about getting another serving. But it was already

of regret, he stood

across from an administrative worker. The

was offered psychological counseling again. Remembering her advice, he refused, and the

in a way to put Sleepers at ease. As such, most of them started with nice and polite preambles like

mind telling me about the type of Aspect Ability you received, as

but had to

I haven’t had time to understand it

able to directly deal damage with

not? Earlier, I wasn’t even able to

end, Sunny shared just enough information to create an impression that his Aspect was weak, harmless and most likely

he returned to his room,