Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2720

Sunny stared at the grinning skull, feeling a storm of dark emotions raging in his heart. He had not anticipated feeling this way, but here he was, full of something that he never thought he would feel one day... a sense of righteous indignation.

For someone who had never once thought of himself as righteous or virtuous, that was an unfamiliar state.

But considering the sins of the dead man in front of him, all Sunny's shortcomings seemed like the noblest of virtues. A smoldering, murderous wrath drowned his heart, making his fingers twitch. ‘T—this... this wretch. It was all because of him... because of them!"

He really wanted to kill the dreadful bastard... How ironic it was that out of all the people in the world, Eurys was one whom he was powerless to kill.

Sunny forced himself to inhale.

“Auro, Eurys, Orphne, Aletheia, Omer, Aemedon, Aletes... and the other two. There truly has never been a group more vile and wicked than you nine, has there?"

Eurys stared at him for a while, then chuckled.

"Oh. I guess you did learn a bit about us. So... I guess there are still traces of us left out there, in the world”

Sunny could not help but laugh bitterly. “Traces? This whole damn world is a ghastly monument to your abhorrent lives. After all, you are the ones who created it. You are the architects of all the horror that I've endured... that everyone has endured. You are the bastards who created the Dream Realm. All those deaths, all that loss — it was all because of you."

Eurys stared at him calmly.

"Worked like a charm, didn't it?"

As Sunny fell silent in shock, he let out a sigh.

"No, actually, it didn't. We did our best, but.. something must have gone wrong at the end.

The ancient skull turned faintly, taking in the desolate landscape of the Shadow Realm.

"None of this was supposed to exist anymore, if we had succeeded. People like you and that young nephilim girl were never supposed to be born, and therefore never supposed to endure any suffering. Ah, but we failed, in the end. Well, I suppose we did destroy the Empire... but not quite in the way we intended”

Sunny listened to his nonchalant tone, feeling his hair stand on end.

How could he be so... matter-of-fact about it? How could he show no regret, no remorse whatsoever?

No glee, no satisfaction either. No pride in having managed to destroy the great gods. Sunny shook his head slowly.

“You... you must be entirely mad. Aren't you ashamed of what you did? Even a little?" Eurys just stared at him in bewilderment. "Ashamed? Why would I be ashamed?"

A short scoff escaped from Sunny’s lips. "Because what you did was monstrous! Because what you did was unconscionable! Because you wiped out myriad innocent lives! Women, children, the elderly... those who had nothing to do with your damn realm and the damn Empire. You doomed everyone!"

Eurys remained silent for a while. Eventually, he said in his creaky voice: “Wouldn't you?"

Sunny gaped at him, shocked and outraged by the question.

"Naturally not!"

The skeleton chuckled.

“That... is a failure of imagination on your part, boy. You are far more heartless and wicked than we have ever been, so I think you'd have done worse. Just imagine. Imagine it honestly.’

Eurys stared into his eyes.

“Everyone you cherish, everyone you know, everyone you have ever passed on the street or seen from afar. Your lover, your child, your siblings, your friends, and your comrades. People who depend on you and look up to you... people who despise you, as well. Your teachers, your neighbors, your idols, your priests."

His voice turned darker:

“All slaughtered, mutilated, enslaved, and stolen away to serve the murderers and abusers for what little remains of their lives in vicious indignity. The graves of your parents desecrated, the home you built for yourself burned to the ground. The culture that nurtured you destroyed, and even the language you speak erased. Until everything and everyone you ever knew is gone. Trampled, drowned in malice, and brutalized.’

The ancient skeleton laughed quietly.

“And the slavers, those who trampled and brutalized your everything, continuing their lives unpunished — prospering, even. Smug and satiated in their opulent homes, while those who enabled their barbarity are revered and worshipped everywhere under the sky. Why, would you blame a slave for hating his slaver? Are you sure that you would have been in a forgiving mood, boy?" Sunny remained silent.

What would he have done if Nephis, Rain, Cassie, Effie and her family, Kai, Jet, Aiko, Teacher Julius, the White Feather clan, the survivors of the First Irregular Company... and everyone else he knew had been brutally killed?

His gaze darkened.

He might have killed a god or two, as well. Still, he wouldn't have slaughtered innocent bystanders.

He wanted to believe that he wouldn't. "Pretty... pretty sure.’

Eurys laughed.

"Well then, let's hope that you'll never have to find out. As for me, I am at peace with the past."

Sunny glanced at him darkly, then uttered through gritted teeth:

"So, what? No remorse? No regret? You don't regret destroying the world at all?" The skeleton remained silent for a while, then shrugged.

"I don't know."

Sunny's eyes widened.

“You... don't know? What kind of answer is that?"

Eyrus stared at him expressionlessly.

"I am quite old, you know? At the beginning... I remember being quite convinced of my mission. My, oh my! I was a man of great conviction. And I even kept that conviction for the first few decades of hanging on that tree. I remember being full of glee while watching the world fall apart from under its branches."

He chuckled.

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