The room goes dark. I am flowing in a void. I look around and see only the women I brought with me.

The area is enveloped with fog and a scene plays out; a man surround by an army as he slashes, roars and throws magic. Waves and waves of men push down on him but he is rentless and unyielding.

The scene changes once again. The same man in scaled armor was sitting on a throne. He gazes out the window over looking a kingdom. Sounds of screaming and cries of help follow thunder and fire in the sky. He then looks down at the dagger in his chest pinning him to the throne. The magic circle surrounding him grows stronger from the deaths. Finally, He looks at me and says " You have return". I am stunned, my hearts beats faster certainly the answers, I need to the question that have been plaguing me. "who are you?, who I am?" He smiles sadly and peer into me with those ageless eyes. "I am you. The essence of what you once were. The sword forged from your blood. I exist only to give you the memories of your race and your legacy. Your kingdom is no more. and you have slept for half a millenium in that time your legend was forgotten. If you wish to learn more come back to this place when you are safe. you will need the other relics to do that"

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This sword was forged by dragon king whose name has been forgotten.

This is a personal weapon and can only be used by the crafter.

+120% melee damage +80% magic damage ?? ?? ??

There is almost nothing it cannot cut

Warning--Living weapon

Set (1/7)

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[LORE]

There is a legend of a wvyern who became a true dragon. Just like a common bird becoming a pheonix.

The Power of that dream created a sword.

After reading the notifications, I turn and realized, I am back in the room. Well that was just great. More questions. "Lets move on".

The women still look stunned by what we all saw. I would still like to get out of here before these slavers get organized and the element of suprize and fear status wears off.

Exiting the room and turning right I ran into a man. No, lad is a better word for what stands before me. young maybe 21, dark haired and armored with a simple sword and round shield.

Raising to his eye level, I said " lead us out and you might live." he is rigid as if death is looking at him. which it is. However, I am short on time and don't have it to let him process everything. I bring closer to his face. That seems to jolt him into action. "Yes, My lord this way. My name is Josid. I can get you out quietly." He talks too much. why would I want to know the name of a tool? Not like I will let him live. Nothing is wrong with giving hope, I guess. "Josid, shutup." We march on in silence up stairs, around corners, up some more stairs. All the while I take time to remove paintings, silver tablesets and even the carpet. It had golden threads. I think business must be booming.

10 minutes past by without any loot in sight. And I am about to look into ways to blast through the building when we enter a chamber and Josid speaks, "My lord, we are on the first floor"

Something feels wrong. I draw from my back and throw at Josid as soon as I hear the other voice. Josid is encased in ice and soon all that remain is an ice sculpture. "Indeed, this is the first floor but we can't have you leaving. After all the death you have cause. plus, we spent a lot time pulling you from those ruins. Obey my orders and drop your weapon"

I start laughing. a deep full belly laughter ring out in the chamber. My eyes are still on Josid's as life vanish from his.

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Josid's was a believer of a dark god.

His god has hear his prayers.

Dark God Major Curse failed

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From now on, the gods will watch you.

Belhas' followers are now your enemies.

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I faced the speaker and find a grossly overweight beady eye man. surrounded by what looks like a small band of 10 guards. "Do you think you can stop me from leaving? Here's my counter offer give me everything you have and you can keep your life. If there is a key for the collar, I will take that too. And be quick with it. I don't have all day" beady eyes look like he is about to faint from anger. He points at me and stumbles over his words. Shaking with what I can only describe as fury. "Break his legs and get those two women. I will make those two into sex slave" he shouts. "wait here" I say to my companions. With my blade in hand I let my body take over. I glide on silence feet as I rush to meet the guards.

*Slash. an arm flights in the air. *Slash. someone's head roll to the floor. I feel like an artist composing his work. The next moment, my blade is in someone chest. On reflex, I use the body as a shield from an arrow. I drift to archer kicking him down and plunging the tip of blade into his neck. My laughter rings loud. This feeling, its bloodlust. So good. barely a few minutes have past and I have painted the room in blood. "Now, what do you think of my offer?" Only 3 guards and beady eyes remain.

Beady eyes is on his knees and starts to beg. He is offering me anything to let him live. I just don't feel moved. "The key for the collar?" I said. He reach in his robes and pull out a small crystal. "Toss it." unlocking the collar is anticlimatic, not sure what I was expecting. I put the crystal in my inventory for later use. I rather not free my two companions yet. I move again this time to finish my bloody painting leaving no one live. I can feel the look of disgust from behind. I just shrug and start to loot the bodies. I have to take some time to check out my horde and find somewhere to keep it.

After checking out the rest of the building and exiting, I found the slave pens was deep in a forest."Just great. well, we should make a move, no need to run into anyone else I think." An adventure into the forest weeeeee fuck my life