A matte, jet-black version of Sunny was standing in the middle of the room. He did not move for a while, frozen like a statue, then raised his hands slightly and looked at them with a strange expression.
His fingers moved.
'Well, that's…'
The jet-black Sunny scratched the back of his head, then halted for a moment and tentatively touched his hair. The mere fact that he had hair was a surprise.
'...that's certainly something.'
He felt extremely strange.
Sunny was fundamentally a human. When using Shadow Step, he could assume the form of an incorporeal shadow, then turn himself back to his original form. That was not what he had done today, however.
Today, he had become a shadow, and then manifested himself into a corporeal form without turning back into a human. So, what he was right now was… was…
'I… uh… I'll be damned if I know what I am right now.'
