FANTASIA

A lonely heart (II)

"Maybe this is were I draw the curtain", Genesis muttered as another dark elf attacked him with a sword piercing through his heart, he clenched his sword tightly but didn't have the strength to raise his sword or even defend himself, so his focus was to see the battle that was going on in the sky.

As he watched he knew that the battle was drawing to it's close and the commander will certainly lose not because that she is weak but because that everything she is fighting for would be gone. Another dark elf saw that Genesis was the last person standing, so he rushed at him piercing his sword in his the same place the other dark elf had stabbed. Genesis falt the heavy pain racking his body, his mind wanted to tear them limb by limb but his body was extremely weak to follow his command so the only thing he could do was to keep on looking at the sky while waiting for his life force to diminish the longer he looked more weapons stabbed into his body, he longed to lay on the battlefield and breathe his last but didn't have the energy to do so, Genesis died while standing not because he had a choice.

The moment his eyes closed he felt his soul synching With the core of the world, it was as if his soul was ascending to the afterlife but also he felt as his body being reinvigorated to life, within the dept of his soul he felt a great throbbing as the souls of the dead human soldiers sent their soul energy into his body urging him to fight on for them as this was going on Genesis though dead seemed to be in a dream like state.

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Heavy clanging of metals could be heard, the heat of the fire made beads if sweat to drop from the face of a blacksmith who in his forge forged a weapon using his soul, flesh and essence while his hammer hit the heated metal he was walking on. The blacksmith was a lonely drunk, who had no one to take care of him, as the loneliness eroded his sanity he thought of a brazen plan to make a weapon for himself but that weapon came also take on a huma form and be his loving and doting daughter.

He pondered for days and nights on what was the best material he could use to make this weapon of his, the more he thought about it the more lost he felt. He didn't even know how he will give a weapon a soul, not even talking of making it turn into a human because it felt like a pipe dream but the blacksmith was determined to make that dream a reality.

The blacksmith sat in his forge lost in his thoughts when he felt the cold winter breeze enter into his lonely cave

"Maybe it is time to get some fire wood, cause it seems the winter will be a really long bitter one and maybe hunt one or two games while at it to make some sweet stew for my hearty self", the blacksmith muttered to himself as he chugged down his throat the last wine in his jug.

"And also get some wine", he chuckled as he took his axe and wore his fur coat stepping into the bitter cold.

The blacksmith walked for a few metres away from the mountain were his forge or should I say home was located when he met a shocker, he mistakenly stumbled on a rock but as he was about to curse his body began to tremble when he realised what type of rock was that... Nope... It was an ore of a very very very very rare mineral 'the God essence obsidian stone'

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"Hahahaha this... This... This is awesome now I can take the first step in making my dream a reality", the blacksmith laughed out his his heart as his face brighten with warmth.

He hadn't walked for long when he encountered another stunner, it was a Divine bone of the highest grade.

"What's is going on, how can my luck be this heaven defying", the drunk blacksmith slapped himself several times to check if he was dreaming, after confirming that it wasn't a dream he quickly got what he came out for. When the villagers that stayed at the settlement at the bottom of the mountain saw him they were stunned on what will make this blacksmith smile from ear to ear but the blacksmith did not care about Thier little gossips and banter so he went directly to the wine store and bought their best wine ... All the one they had in stock literally which made the store owner ponder when the blacksmith became so generous but that wasn't the blacksmith business as he rushed back to his forge to begin the crafting of his proposed child as he had already drawn the blueprint.

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The blacksmith wasted no time as he went into seclusion to make his dream reality, first he carved the the divine bone into the shape of a sword before putting vein networks inside the bone sword. Once he was done with that he refine 'the God essence obsidian stone' which took weeks to refine due to the density of the ore, once that was done the God essence obsidian stone' was refined into a clear molten liquid which he poured into the bone sword making sure it filled every vein like structure he had made inside the bone sword.

"Phew... This is going to be harder than I thought", the blacksmith said as he cleaned the beads of sweat that had already converged into a river on his forehead before chugging down another jug of wine then threw the empty jug to a pile beside him which is literally a pile of empty wine jugs!

Taking another jug of wine the now drink blacksmith had a brazen idea.

"Since I want this weapon to take a human form and call me papa, at least my blood should run through its vein. She should carry my bloodline", once this idea struck him, he quickly sat down and refined his purest blood essence whichade his face look pale as it had took a lot from him.

Slowly he brought out the finished bone sword and transferred the blood essence that carried his purest bloodline into the sword using the same method he used when putting the God obsidian essence into the vein structure of the bone sword before inscribing millions of runes on the body of the bone sword giving it a beautiful pattern.

"Now for the big finish", the drunk blacksmith mumbled as he swaggered across the forge not knowing what he was doing anymore as he was in his right senses when he had carved the sword but after that he was already bad drunk.

Sluggishly the drunk blacksmith dragged out a barrel of a very fragrant wine that has the age span if at least 3000 years, the fragrance of the wine could make the heavens day dream and the earth slumber in happiness. The blacksmith picked up the bone sword and tossed it into the wine.

"Now drink the best wine if your papa... Just know that you are not a tool but something dear to me... And don't forget I love you", the blacksmith spurted with staggering feet before resting at the bottom of the barrel falling into a deep sleep.

Time went on without the blacksmith, when he suddenly heard the humming sound of the sword.

"It has begun its awakening", the blacksmith shouted with joy not caring about the serious backache he currently having due to the position he slept. Slowly picking up the bone swo d from the now empty wine barrel, he tested the bone sword with some swings and realised that it was so sharp that it can cut the air in half leaving behind a burst of fragrance. The blacksmith thought that he had made a companion but never knew that he had just created a harbinger of endless trouble to himself.

Wrapping the bone sword in a fine cloth before strapping it to his back, the blacksmith left his forge for he first time in a long while.

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"So it has been five springs since I last left the forge", the blacksmith chuckled as he discovered that he had been sleeping for a.long time after forming the bone sword.

'don't worry papa, I will.take care of you', the home sword hummed as it could understand and express human feelings due to the blacksmith blood essence running through its veins.

Three years passed in a blink of an eye....

The blacksmith walked with he bone sword strapped at his back as he gathered herbs for dinner while he hears a slight groan under a shrub not far from him.

Following the sound of the voice he saw an unconscious lady, maybe her beauty could make the sun blush but her body was soaked in blood. The blacksmith was skeptical about helping as he could feel the immense power emanating from her body, but after he heard the pleadings of the bone sword he decided to help her but the next thing he heard from the bone sword nearly made him to cough up blood .

'she could make a perfect wife for daddy and mother for me don't you think so daddy'

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The blacksmith treated the lady and when she woke up weeks later, he discovered that she was an ancient (they would be explained latter on), which made him raise up his guard against her.

"I know you are scared of me but don't be, though I have been unconscious my mind still could give me an insight on what was going on and I appreciate your help, my name is Claudia", the ancient said with a smile.

"I didn't help you because I am that benevolent and generous or I just want to help you but I can't stand the pleadings of my daughter saw I had to concede", the blacksmith said with a poker face as took three mouthfuls of wine from the jar he was holding.

"Your daughter? Then why didn't I sense her", Claudia said with a raised brow.

"You already did", the blacksmith said as he undid the strap holding the bone sword to his back, once the bone sword was released it hung mid air and flew to the direction of Claudia when Claudia heard a childish voice in her mind.

"Mommy".

Claudia was shocked by the immense power hidden and locked up in the sword it gave her an immense feeling of danger, he intuition told her that this childish bone sword can destroy world's.

"Does she have a name ?", She asked as she caressed the bone sword.

"Shit. A name! How can I be so drunk to forget to name my daughter", the blacksmith exclaimed as he slapped his head in embarrassment which Claudia found very amusing.

'can you make me mummy an sure daddy will agree', the bone sword cute voice echoed in the blacksmith and Claudia minds.

"Don't worry I will name her and looking at the sword internal structure your are planning on her donning a human body? What a wild dream but it is possible and I will do that by nourishing her with my spirit and her name will be ...."

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Genesis body floated in a dark space as he watched everything that was happening but he didn't know what time that event had taken place but the name the ancient gave the bone sword echoed in his head as he muttered it out in reality.

"Alcmene"

As he said that the commander that was in the hands of the dark elf commander turned into light particles and revolved around Genesis body before entering his body and a bone sword formed in his hand.

As the bone sword appeared in Genesis hand his heart started pulsating.

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