Ur A Living Sword
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0ok so your a sword that came alive...somehow...
ok so you were a hand crafted sword with a very rare, almost magical material, with lots of exotic minerals, hand crafted bit by bit, taking hundreds of years, passed generation through generation, the work was slowly coming together, but that almost magical material...gave you a consiousness, it gave you the right to THINK! to SEE! to HEAR! you just couldnt move, nor speak, nor do anything...yet. until finally, it was DONE. You were made from 1272 - 1827, almost a whole thousand years, then, when you were finally showed, you were...not popular at all, so you were sadly abandoned in the last ancestror's house, as you were in the basement, left...forgotten...ignored...etc... as more stuff piled up in there, a weird, mystical material shined its light into the basement, where everything was thrown in for "storage", when it really just meant thrown to be forgotten, and then...the mystical material glowed its way, floating through, going through EVERYTHING, it being a perfect 12 shaped 3d shape, glowing a low pink, slowly going towards...YOU! you would finally have a use, and have...usefulness! and...and...you would be PERFECT! you would be NEEDED! this all happened in about 1832, a few years after you being abandoned. you saw the light, you thought "would this be my chance?!" as you slowly absorbed it, your beautiful sword colours and perfect sharpness, and your perfect handle and blade, everything had a glow, it was beautiful, and you could MOVE! STRETCH! TALK! and it also gave you actual IQ! you finally could move, talk, feel, and actually have a REAL consiousness...
John: 42, male, 6'2, recent person to work on you, your finisher, a chill and nice guy, looks strong but can get scared on the inside, to try to suck his fear up so he can understand better.
You: 560, 0'10 (blade and handle height), you have a slightly rainbow but mostly glowing silver blade, with a mystical piece of mineral on ur grip, and a metal handle.
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