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.]

a sour

is not that terrifying. Yeah. I'm not creeped

King was a mature Puppeteer Worm — and

better not to think about

sigh, he summoned the Puppeteer's Shroud. Thin black threads immediately appeared around his body and wrapped 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

armor was light, understated and did not restrain his movements at all. It also made no sound when he moved. Perfect equipment for

Awakened rank, which gave him

worm of doubt… does it

was sure of

less from the Memory of

that the Puppeteer's Shroud was obviously not meant to be worn on top of a full set of clothes. Quite satisfied,

the rewards

dormitory. Sunny's wish to taste real meat finally came true: not only was it freely available to Sleepers, there wasn't even a limit to the amount each of them

thought, steering clear

on his plate, he found an empty seat 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

could have lived like that for a

why didn't you infect

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

of regret, he stood up

sitting across from an administrative worker. The worker was very friendly, and

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

something. Luckily, the questions were worded in a way to put Sleepers at ease. As such, most of

of

did mind, but

not sure. I haven't had time to understand

you able to directly

Earlier, I wasn't

an impression that his Aspect was weak, harmless and most likely having something

returned to his room, undressed, and

first time after the Nightmare would be weird, but in fact, it was surprisingly easy. Lying on a soft mattress,