Sunny looked up and saw his own pale face looking down on him, a bright smile plastered on his lips...
The smile might have been bright, but there was something off about it, which made it look chilling and sinister.
The Vile Spawn was standing there, having assumed Sunny's form, and waiting patiently for him to do something. Or perhaps contemplating how to kill him — Sunny had no idea what was happening in the creepy thing's head.
The Thieving Bird had left its fledgling behind... for Sunny to look after. Perhaps it had judged that its spawn was ready to leave the nest and spread its wings, or perhaps it wanted the Lord of Shadows to show the young Devil the ropes of being a proper Shadow Creature.
In any case, that thing was now Sunny's seventh Shadow.
He stared at the Vile Spawn in resignation.
'Well... let's look on the bright side.'
Sure, there was now a new Devil living in Sunny's soul... a psychotic kid who loved nothing more than to steal life force from other beings and had almost single-handedly driven the Nightmare Creatures of the Great River to extinction. But what of it?
Now that the Vile Spawn was Sunny's Shadow, it at least couldn't finish him off. On top of that, the shades it had stolen — including the Wolf — were now back under Sunny's control.
So, that was something.
Plus...
Wasn't it a good thing for him to command another Supreme Devil? And one as deadly as the Vile Spawn, at that.
Sunny sighed and peered into the Vile Spawn's soul. There, four dark embers burned in a vast and lightless void, no different from his other Shadows — except for Slayer.
‘Maybe that's why.'
Sunny knew that his Shadows were incomplete, even if he did not know how to remedy that. Maybe the Thieving Bird could not complete its spawn, either, so it left the creepy thing to someone who had the authority to do so, one day.
Or perhaps it just wanted its Vile Spawn to grow up by feeding on Sunny’s soul from within until there was nothing but a lifeless husk left of him.
In any case...
"Cut it out."
Sunny did not like the fact that the Vile Spawn was wearing his face. It was eerie to see a copy of himself that he did not control — and in the Tomb of Ariel, of all places. This was where the Sin of Solace had tormented Sunny while hiding behind his own face, so he would really prefer it if the Vile Spawn assumed some other shape. Sadly, the damn thing refused.
Instead, it crouched, poked Sunny in his chest with a finger, and smiled wider.
“Vile!”
Sunny let out a frustrated sigh.
The Vile Spawn did not really have its own shape to return to. It was a true shadow, taking the shape of anything that cast it... well, rather, whatever it chose to be cast by. In other words, it could assume the form of anyone it saw, and whose life force it absorbed — just like it had done with Sunny, Nephis, and the Wolf. Naturally, even if the Vile Spawn assumed the shape of a Sacred being, it would not magically become Sacred itself. So, there was some limit to its power.
The transformation was also complete, including the Flaw of the being casting the shadow. Sunny had seen that, as well, when the Vile Spawn personally experienced the horrid agony of Neph's Flaw.


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