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

that terrifying. Yeah. I’m not creeped out

that Mountain King was a mature Puppeteer Worm — and already a tyrant… then what the hell would it transform

it’s better not to think about

set of armor. It was made of dark-gray, soft fabric with several elements, such as bracers and shoulder guards, fashioned

made no sound when he moved. Perfect equipment for someone who

tough to pierce for any Creature below the Awakened rank, which gave him a great advantage in dealing with

it have enhanced protection

was sure of

He wouldn’t expect anything less from the

of a full set of clothes. Quite satisfied,

bad,’ he thought, recalling all the rewards he had received

finally came true: not only was it freely available to Sleepers, there wasn’t even a limit to the amount each of them could eat! More than that, there were rice, bread, various side dishes, sauces, fresh vegetables, fruits,

steering clear of the

and, for 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

to think, he could have lived like that

you infect me

than a little gorged, Sunny longingly looked back and thought about getting another serving. But it was already time for his

regret, he stood up and left

administrative worker.

Sunny was offered psychological counseling again. Remembering her advice, he refused, and the interview smoothly switched to questions about his

but also knew that he had to tell the worker something. Luckily, the questions were worded in a way to put Sleepers at ease. As such, most of them started with nice and polite preambles like “would you like to tell me” or “if you’re willing

you mind telling me about the type of

but

I haven’t had time to

able to directly deal damage with

not? Earlier, I wasn’t even able to harm a

shared just enough information to create an

to his room,