Shadow Slave

Satisfied with his performance, Sunny walked back to the deserted corner of the hall. He felt people looking at him with mockery, contempt and pity. No one seemed to be willing to stay close to him. It was just as well: he didn’t want to be bothered anyway.

Still, weren’t their reactions a bit exaggerated? It’s not like he was carrying an infectious disease. Well, except for the Spell. But it wasn’t really a disease, which everyone here should have known already.

Finally, he extricated himself from the crowd and reached the corner. For some reason, Sleepers were unwilling to approach it: currently, there was only one girl sitting quietly on the bench. Sunny gave her a look.

The quiet girl was delicate, demure and very pretty. Her clothes were tidy and neat. They weren’t very expensive, but still rather tasteful. With her pale blond hair, big blue eyes and exquisite face, she looked like a beautiful porcelain doll.

She was subtly breathtaking.

However, there was something wrong with her. Sunny frowned, trying to understand what exactly about the girl made him uncomfortable. After a while, he realized that her empty, expressionless stare was reminding him of Mountain King.

Startled, Sunny understood that the girl was blind. It took him a couple of seconds to compose himself.

‘What a shame.’

A bit disheartened, he carefully sat on the opposite end of the bench.

The girl wouldn’t have survived the First Nightmare if she had been blind prior to entering the Spell. Which meant that she lost her sight as the result of the Appraisal.

It was her Flaw.

Suddenly, Sunny felt very apprehensive. A cold sensation spread through his chest.

thought my Flaw

Ability the blind girl had received in exchange for her sight, it was effectively a death sentence. A blind person had no chances of

effectively

extremely disturbed, Sunny turned away and studied the crowd of Sleepers. Now he understood why people were trying to avoid this corner: the girl was surrounded by an invisible, but almost palpable

very superstitious, but anyone

pattern in how the young people in the hall were grouped. Instinctively, they all tried to stand

stage, were one or two small groups. People in these groups were distinct from the rest of Sleepers. They were all confident, calm and had an air of readiness. These were the Legacies: they were trained for the Spell since birth and had the

were lively and excited, and only a little nervous. They were the scions of rich and high-ranking citizens. Their training was

kids from middle-class families. They might not have had the privilege of training under Awakened tutors, but

additional training in private. To survive, these Sleepers would need to put in a valiant effort, and also have a bit of luck. But it wasn’t improbable. Consequently, they were tense and

The corpses. From the point of view of other Sleepers in the hall, their chances of

‘How charming.’

apart from everyone, seemingly indifferent to tension and nervousness

their group and level of

damn induction ceremony

the stage. Not only was he tall, he was actually

even appeared. But he once saw pictures

Nightmare

His eyes were calm and serious. After reaching the center of the stage, he gave Sleepers a long look. When his gaze reached the deserted corner, Sunny

doesn’t have a telepathic Ability. Otherwise, he might separate me from a limb or two on behalf