Shadow Slave

1517 Supernova

On the crumbling streets of Twilight, a grotesque Nightmare Creature was
mauling another with its fangs, while a rain of swords and spears fell on its tough
hide. Each strike caused streams of fetid blood to pour out of ghastly wounds,
but the abominations paid it no attention.

"Ah... it hurts.’

Mordret, who had taken the body of the Nightmare Creature, was not having a
great time. Not only was he being cut and mangled by the vessels of the
impostor, but it was also getting hard to breathe. The air was full of smoke, and
the buildings around him had caught fire, at some point.

But he was so close...

Finally, the abominations he had been brutalizing shuddered and died. An
ethereal stream of power flowed into his soul, and he fled into the reflections,
escaping the cruel blades of the hollow vessels.

Appearing a few hundred meters away from the pursuing mob, he left the dying
body of the battered Nightmare Creature and returned to his own. Before too
long, a familiar pain tore apart his soul, forcing Mordret to groan.

“Why... does it have... to be so unpleasant?"

Anew core was being born in the depths of his soul. He was becoming a
Monster once again.

“This will give me some breathing room."

The human flood was already surrounding him, seemingly endless. Mordret had
only a few seconds of reprieve before the puppets of Soul Stealer would assault
him again.

His perception spread far and wide, jumping between countless reflections to
observe the world.

He saw Song of the Fallen, the blind witch.

He also saw a giant made of shadows wield a jade sword against a harrowing
dragon... Sunless, the madman, was fighting against the Dread Lord.
Nightingale was there, as well, kneeling near a puddle of water.

At that moment, Mordret's eyes glistened, and a sinister thought entered his
mind.

“Can I?

He hesitated for a moment, unsure. But then, a dark smile twisted his lips.
“Well, even if I fail, it will at least be entertaining."

Mordret moved, contemplating how much essence he had left. Reaching the
distant fortress would be a challenge...

But then, he was distracted from these calculations.

That was because he saw something else.

Turning toward the heart of the city, Mordret froze for a moment.

His eyes widened slightly.

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Cassie leaned against a broken wall, clutching her mangled neck. Her armor was
slick with blood, and she felt weak. Her beautiful face was pale and tired.

"Go."

The Echo of the slain sybil floated away, the hem of her red dress hovering
above the cobblestones. She was going to buy her master some time to escape,
and then drown in the flood of hollow-eyed warriors.

Sighing, Cassie pushed herself off the wall and continued to flee. She dodged
and evaded the Nightmare Creatures that lunged at her from the ruins, not
bothering to retaliate. There was no time for it.

The lives of Effie and Jet were hanging in a fragile balance... they were literally
hanging from her neck, hidden in an iron locket. That locket pressed her down
with the weight of a mountain.

She couldn't allow herself to make mistakes.

“I must escape.’

Making another turn, she came to a halt in front of a devastated space.

Behind her was the tide of pursuing warriors, all staring at her with those eerie
empty eyes of theirs.

In front of her... were the broken gates of Twilight. Beyond them, there was
nothing but still water.

There was nowhere else to run.

Cassie let out a quiet sigh.

Turning around, she lowered her bloodied hand and unsheathed the Quiet
Dancer. The slender rapier glistened in the light of dawn, pointing at the
approaching puppets of Soul Stealer.

She gritted her teeth.

"Come, then."

“It's time."

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...In the heart of Twilight, Nephis finally reached the Serpent King's palace.
The palace was no more. It had collapsed, at some point, turning into a vast ruin.
Blood flowed between the shattered stones.

The Dread Lord was not here. Sunny was nowhere to be seen, either.

She was late.

A heavy sigh escaped from her lips.

Behind Nephis, Twilight was wreathed in white flames. In front of her, a dozen
warriors stood motionlessly, surrounding a monstrous figure in a tattered
vermilion cloak.

If not for his mirror-like eyes, she would not have recognized Mordret of Valor...
Soul Stealer. His original body.

Nephis stared at the monster silently, an incandescent void shining through her
eyes.

Then, she took a step forward.

Her armor had long crumbled. Her white tunic was torn and cut, revealing the soft
radiance of her skin. Even her sword was covered by a net of cracks, ready to
shatter into a whirlwind of sparks.

She was tired.

"Found you."

Nephis walked toward Soul Stealer, and the figures surrounding him moved to
meet her. At the same time, thousands upon thousands of human vessels were
pouring from the burning streets, surrounding her. There was no end to them.
She had killed so many... but no matter how many she killed, the flood of bodies
never ceased. It only grew.

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The first figure reached her, summoning a long spear.

Nephis raised her sword and met its strike. The second figure was already
lunging from the side... the third, the fourth... she tried to block, evade, and
deflect them all.

A few moments later, her sword broke.

Even then, Nephis continued to move forward. Step after step, wound after
wound, she slowly, torturously made her way toward Soul Stealer.

She almost made it.

There were only a few meters left between her and the monstrous creature
now... but those several meters were like an insurmountable abyss.

Pushed down, Nephis fell to her knees. Seven spears were piercing her radiant
body, nailing it to the ground. She couldn't heal these wounds until the spears
were gone, but those holding them had no intention of retrieving their weapons.
Impaled on them and held down, Nephis couldn't move.

Sensing a movement ahead, she raised her head and looked at the approaching
monster. Her radiant image was reflected in his mirror-like eyes.

Soul Stealer stopped a couple steps away, looking down at her with an empty
gaze. His pale lips twisted into a strange smile.

ISIS, Tek ot

His inhuman voice sounded like shards of broken glass.

Nephis looked down.

The radiance suffusing her skin dimmed a little. A tormented sigh escaped from
her lips.

Kneeling... just like she had at the end of the Second Nightmare... Nephis said:
"I came into this world... as a sharp blade..."

She raised her head slightly and looked at the monstrous creature with a tired
gaze.

"But with every step I took, my edge was dulled."

Her face slowly became impassive, devoid of all emotion. Her voice was like a
whisper.

"I've made compromises, learned how to act reasonably, and forced myself to
move with restraint.”

Nephis took a deep breath and remained silent for a moment.

When she spoke again, her voice had grown steady and loud. A hint of an
indescribable emotion appeared in her radiant eyes.

Glaring at the monstrous creature, she said:

"...I am tired of compromises. I am tired of being reasonable. I am tired of being
restrained.”

Nephis looked into the eyes of Soul Stealer, furious flames igniting in the depths
of her own.

"I... am Changing Star of the Immortal Flame clan.”

Her gaze was suddenly full of cold contempt. Her even tone trembled with
incinerating passion.

"Who dares to stop me?"

And when she spoke those words, the soft radiance suffusing her skin exploded
with brilliant light.

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If Sunny was there to see Nephis, he would have witnessed her six radiant soul
cores swelling with furious light.

He would have also seen one of them becoming covered by a net of fiery cracks.
...Soul Stealer moved, reaching forward, but he was too late.

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For a split second, the world was still and silent.

There was a whisper.

And then, everything dissolved in white radiance.