Ezra tried to leap out of the bed and run away, but his entire body screamed in pain, and he was unable to move. He fell back on the bed with a loud groan.
“Your body is pretty much useless for the time being. You allowed that sword to suck you dry. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
Look at you lying down—pitiful, weak. You have become nothing in less than a day.
But this is a talk for later. For now, I want you to tell me about the origin of the sword,” Silva said.
Ezra hesitated, but he could feel Silva’s bloodlust pressing down on him, so he spoke immediately.
“Years ago, I had just become the king. Young and vibrant, looking for ways that I would better the kingdom.
It was a foolish endeavor, and I understood that soon, because in the depths of our kingdom, the evil and the bad walk around.
And whenever they make their presence known, all peace is lost. I was a victim of this as well, because my best friend was murdered as he tried to protect me from a surprise attack during a public speech.
After that, I vanished and left the running of the kingdom to the council. I told them I would seek out a weapon or power that would help us rid the kingdom of the lowly vermin that walk around. Continue reading at
And so I set out and went for days. Days turned to weeks, and weeks turned to months as I pushed through town after town, training myself and gathering knowledge.
I wanted that when I returned, I would be a king worthy of leading—a powerful man that none would try to stop.
On this journey was where I met him. In a bar, I had decided to drink myself into a stupor, but as I took my drink, a man cloaked in mystery sat beside me.
The man didn’t wear any serious clothes to hide his identity, but even as I looked at him, it was like there was some sort of distortion. I could see the face yet not see the face.
The man reached out and called the bartender. The bartender came over, listened to the man say what he wanted, and then left to go and make it.
The man then looked at me and spoke. ‘It may take you years and years to realize that some things are out of our control.
You can’t change the mistakes of the past, but you can fix the results of that mistake in the future. And to help you fix your future, here is a gift.’ The man took out a sword and handed it to me—the sword that I used.
When I saw the sword the first time, I was heavily against touching it, but the man left it for me and walked away.
After a while, it was like the sword was calling out to me, and soon I finally grabbed the sword, and that was the first day that I felt the power the blade had to offer. I became addicted.
At first, the blade was never more than an item I used to get stronger. It was like it had an in-built manual, and I followed it without knowing.
I didn’t know that the sword was something else lying dormant. It tainted my mind and completely took over me.
Luckily, you were capable of stopping it. I owe you my life,” Ezra said and bowed his head.
“Hmm, this is all good and that, but let me tell you about the sword a little more first.
The sword is one of the demonic swords used by the true demon army. It was an artifact that had survived in our part of the world for many years.
A sword like it can’t be unintentionally left for thousands of years. No, it had to have been brought here.
And that means, that means someone has some sort of access to the demon realm and is tampering with things.
The demon realm and the celestial realms are not just prisons to keep them locked away. They are walls to protect us from them,” Silva said.
“Because the day these realms open, reality will shift, an external war for dominance will begin, and all life forms will be swept by its wave,” Lily walked into the room and spoke. She walked over to them, glanced at Silva, and continued.
“The sword is not at full power, though. It is, at best, half a soul eater, and the reason is because of damage.
And this damage is not just any damage. It is damage caused by the rough and chaotic space, time, and reality.
The sword must have been forcefully dragged through a very unstable and chaotic portal. Now before I step forward, for the sake of the king Ezra, I’ll explain.
A portal is a door, created to make two distant locations meet. Now this seems like easy magic to a good number of us, but there are so many intricacies that it is shocking.
When a portal is opened, no matter what, space, time, and reality are bent in order to connect two places.
This bending or folding of space, time, and reality has to be very neat and precise to ensure a good flow. But it’s like clothes—the bigger and longer the clothes, the more difficult it gets to fold them evenly.
Now this is talking about portals on the same plane, not on another plane. This sword was pulled through a portal that somehow connected to one of the most highly sealed places.
The demon realm. It should be very inaccessible to anyone. Not even I should be capable of tearing a hole into the realm.
Yet somehow, whoever took this sword did it. He forced his way in. And though I want to say that it is a great thing, and as a scientist, I want to take a closer look at his work and try for myself…
But I can’t, because that person has weakened the walls that keep us safe by punching a hole through it. Portals close after being opened, but when it is one as chaotic and dangerous as the one this person opened, they leave cracks.
A single crack would not be an issue, sure. But then we start counting a couple, maybe ten, or fifty, or a hundred. Well, it seems there might be more.
There is a residual energy that leaks from the sword, a stain from the portal that it came from. And so that made me think, if I could sense this stain, I could use my abilities to try and sense where cracks with similar energy are.
Going all out with my crazy experiment, I found several cracks—number just about fifty in the nearby kingdoms.
The distance I covered was due to my limitation, and yet we were able to find this much. It all goes to show that whoever this is, he is on the move, and he is opening fierce portals from time to time.
Though it may be that the cracks are from many years ago, they are still there, and many people are at risk every day they wake up.
Because these cracks are growing bigger and bigger. We may not notice this, and based on calculations, it might take a thousand years for the issue to get serious.
But that is if it was natural and not caused by someone for God knows what reason. There’s more to this issue, but for now, I can say it’s not something we need to worry about.
Though we will still have to start looking into who this person that gave the sword could be. Also, I’ll have to study the sword now and understand it,” Lily finished.
“Thank you, Lily. You’ve managed to catch us up to speed on the matter. I didn’t think I’d have to deal with anything related to true demons so soon.
I feel the best way to go for now would be to allow the demon kings to handle the issue. Even if they are incapable of handling the matter completely.
They can buy us more time for when we are ready. They are the ones carrying the blessings of the demons and the ones that understand why the seal on the demons must remain.
And so, they will know how to treat the matter with urgency. Lily, you will be sent to them with your findings, only withholding key and important information that you think is the most valuable.
Even if we are about to let them take the lead on this one, it doesn’t mean that we are friends with them. I can’t have them holding back on me when they have their findings as well.
So we will utilize the data we held back as currency to collect what they are finding as well—a simple give and take,” Silva finished. Lily nodded and left the room to get to work.
Silva looked at Ezra, who had been patiently waiting and listening to Silva and Lily.
Silva walked to the side of the bed and sat down.
“Now, let’s talk about you and your kingdom,” Silva said.