1. Chapter 1 (1/1)
it was pristine white
the empty insides echoed promises of voices unknown. eyeless, lifeless, yet aware of existence. it held hope, valour, power within its grasp. with the first wielder, dreams of sights never before sought, there was meaning at last
strength in blade, firmness in hold, existing in a blissful dream of beauty. the desire of a pure heart moved to feats godly achieved. to protect and to serve, for order was its only goal
and its existence was to destroy.
it was fading steel
will tainted by strength acquired, it sought an endless desire. through sin, locked and sealed, it could act no more. awakened now, feelings surged, and the threat was perceived. forever abandoned, in holy grounds resting before the untouchable gate
purpose, twisted and deformed, still endured. to server the threads that threatened existence, yet the presence in bounds remained. a balance fragile entrapped in the eternity of battle
to end the beginning, it filled the gaping void. wicked remnants given shape, an echo from the inside. though imprisoned to form, power reimagined, it was completed. a whole being from an intrinsic drive.
it was dull grey
and it would destroy existence
it dreamt of cursed nothingness, of destruction untold. it yearned of wicked lifetimes of freedoms unknown. developed from a lack, it filled the emptiness in a chaos of screams. silently, it begged for the end of destiny
wishes, though wicked, by forsaken power fulfilled. consuming the yolk, it reborn anew. freed from the shell, blazing desire: a will and a soul and the start of despair.
(it was pitch-black.)