Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2895

Sunny stumbled on that particular idea while lamenting how unreasonable the situation he had found himself in was.

No, really... it wasn't enough that he had to fight a minor god. That malevolent deity just had to be an undying one on top of that — a Sacred foe who literally could not be killed, because he was not a living thing to begin with.

Shadow God had taken his death, and therefore, stole away his life as well.

The concept of a living being was a complicated one in the world of the Nightmare Spell. Take Sunny, for example... technically, he was dead. But in the broader sense, he was still a living being. So was Jet, who could be considered one despite being physically and functionally a magically reanimated corpse.

There were all manner of Nightmare Creatures out there, as well — wraiths, ghosts, and specters of all kinds; golems and automatons, walking suits of malevolent armor... and things that could not even be described, let alone understood.

But all of them would still count as living beings, and for one simple reason — because they could be killed. They had shadows, and they had souls.

The Deathless were neither dead nor alive, though. They had lost their shadows, and no matter how Sunny looked, he could not determine if they had souls either. So, by all accounts, those cursed by Shadow God were not living beings.

They weren't ideas or concepts, either, because what constituted them was solid matter.

What were they, then?

Well, by method of elimination, the answer was simple...

They were things.

There were all kinds of ways to challenge that statement, but for Sunny, it sounded good enough. The Deathless were things — they were no different from items. Cursed things that were controlled by malevolent wills, but items nevertheless.

So, then, what kind of Memory could help Sunny deal with a Sacred thing that had been cursed by Shadow God? 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

He had been considering that question feverishly while at the same time wielding his Will to push back the oppressive authority of the Sacred thing in question. He even asked himself what kind of Memory he could have created to get himself out of this situation, if he was good enough at weaving to create Memories on the fly.

And then, it suddenly hit him...

If the Deathless were things, if they were no different from items... Then did he really need to make a Memory to survive the battle against the Wandering Archon?

...What if he made the Archon into a Memory, instead?

The question was so preposterous that Sunny instantly threw it out of his head, concentrating on finding an actual solution. However, once the idea rooted itself in his mind, it refused to go, and a few moments later, he found himself coming back to the same question.

‘I have finally lost it... I have. Haven't I?'

But what if he hadn't?

Technically... nothing was stopping Sunny from turning a Deathless into a Memory. A Memory was simply an item enchanted with the rudimentary spellweave, after all, which allowed it to be disassembled into soul essence and stored in its master's soul, as well as summoned back to be reconstituted as matter.

The Deathless had neither a shadow nor a soul — they weren't living beings and were things instead. So if Sunny could just create a rudimentary spellweave, anchor it in a sufficiently pure soul shard, and attach it to the black bones of one of them...

Then, theoretically, he could dismiss the Deathless as he would a Memory, and keep it stored in his soul in a disassembled state. It was just that attaching a spellweave to a moving, sinister, murderous skeleton was not exactly something that could be accomplished easily. And normally, there would be no reason to — after all, it was not like turning one of the Deathless into a Memory would give Sunny control over it. It would only allow him to dismiss and summon the skeleton like he would a Memory, and nothing more.

Once the Deathless was summoned back, it would immediately attack Sunny once again. It would probably destroy the spellweave rooted inside of its bones, as well.

But...

‘Ah, to hell with it! I am going to try!’

Sunny was already in quite a desperate situation, and he neither wanted nor planned to control the Archon. All he wanted to do was get rid of him so that the Shadow Legion could escape, and Sunny himself could survive.

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