Seven Legendary Sword

Reality Has Bitter

"Uh?" Zerlan stared at the sword. “How really strange this sword! I thought that my hand would get stung like before, but now…”

Zerlan's eyes were diverted by the smoke that appeared. From a distance black smoke rose upwards, the location of the smoke came from a village not far from where Zerlan lived.

"What happened!" Zerlan immediately went to the smoke, a bad feeling began to surround his body.

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The smoke comes from a village called Vofuri, the village has a population of about 150 people. It may sound very little, but there everyone can live comfortably without discrimination from the outside.

"Did you manage to keep everyone in this village safe?" asked a large man, a large ax resting on his shoulder.

"Already! We have everyone arrested here!” replied from the thin-bodied subordinates.

"Tch... this is how many of them!" The man began to approach one of the residents.

The residents were terrified, they were witnessing the terrifying gaze of the man with the iron ax gleaming in the sun.

"Let me be clear I want to ask you something!" His face drew closer to one of the men he held captive. "Is anyone here wielding a legendary sword?"

“I-I don't know!” The man was very afraid to answer the person's words, cold sweat continued to pour out.

“Hmm… well then!”

Crash!!!

He mercilessly decapitated the man, blood spurting onto the faces of other residents.

“Kill them all! There's no one we're looking for here!”

These people began to comply with the chairman's wishes, they were very sadistically stabbing, tearing, and slaughtering the residents.

Blood was pouring everywhere, the scene was like a very terrible appearance of hell. Of the captives there were 13 young women who were deliberately not killed.

"Boss! What are we going to do with these girls?” One of the men's men asked while looking at one of the cute girls named Niela.

"Do not touch me!" Niela growled, not willing to have her chin touched by a bastard like them.

“Hehe… don't be too shy, sweet lady! I will make you feel the pleasures of this world!”

The leader of the group turned to all the girls. "Before we leave you can enjoy their bodies!"

"Yosha!"

Everyone cheered happily, in a few moments the screams began to be heard from the women. They were raped by 18 rough men, the number of bastards which was more than women at the time.

Screams adorned the entire village, the roar that came out echoing throughout the area.

"Z-Zerlan!" Niela was crying, she never thought that today was the worst nightmare ever.

For about 5 hours they did this heinous act, then they began to tie the women to the same pole.

Some of them have lost the light of life, the bad experience is mentally damaging and eliminates hope of still seeing the future.

“Burn this village down so that the person with the sword will realize who he is dealing with!” said the group leader.

The women began to be smeared with oil and then they all began to be burned alive. There was a scream again, a voice full of pain.

The people who saw all this smiled happily, they had lost all sympathy for other beings. The bastards in this world are always everywhere.

Corpses, housing, and various other objects were burned and destroyed, they left nothing just only the horror of what they had done.

7 hours later right after the terrible event happened Zerlan arrived in the village of Vofuri. His legs became very heavy, he could not bear to enter the village, the appearance on the outside was terrible, but curiosity was the main driving force to keep stepping in.

"What's this? Why did all this happen?” Zerlan glanced left and right as many burnt-out houses appeared in his eyes, a surprise that he had just seen.

Zerlan saw traces of blood splattered on the ground then he approached the area. There was a burnt mark there. Zerlan could imagine how big the flames were that had left the black mark.

After walking around Zerlan saw a pendant. A familiar pendant to him.

“Neh… Zerlan do you want to become a great knight? If it's true, don't forget to give the news to us in this village!” Those were Niela's final words, Zerlan clearly remembers her sweet smile and the pendant has always been her trademark.

The pendant touched his forehead, Zerlan's tears continued to flow. "What exactly happened Niela!" Although Zerlan didn't know what had happened to Niela, but he could guess that the girl was already dead, it was evident from every object there.

"Now what are you going to do, O chosen man!" A masked man looked at Zerlan from the top of the tree. “You have destiny to do, but it is very fitting that the sword is yours!”

At night…

Zerlan returned to his home, he was very uninspired in doing anything. The spirit that had always been in his heart was gone.

“Huh… what should I do, why wasn't I there when all those bad things happened?” Zerlan looked up at the sky, the beautiful expanse of stars seemed to be watching him too. “What a life that sucks!”

"If life sucks why don't you just kill yourself!"

Zerlan was surprised to hear the voice of someone who suddenly appeared, his eyes looked straight ahead a masked man was already standing with his hands behind his back.

"What's this? His aura is huge!” A strange pressure appeared instantly, the air around him felt extremely heavy. “This sensation….” Everything is the same as when Zerlan faced Elengka, his chest felt very fast.

“Hoh… looks like the energy you have responded to my arrival!”

“In response to his arrival?” Zerlan didn't understand what the man meant at all, he stared at the sword placed beside him.

"All right! I will tell you what happened in the village earlier!”

Zerlan immediately looked at the mysterious man, he really wanted to know what really happened.

“You are already under the curse! The curse associated with that sword you carry!” His tone became full of manipulation, indeed he was trying to influence Zerlan's thoughts. “Do you know, that sword isn't an inherited treasure as you think! The sword has a curse upon anyone who wields it, and you are the one who is involved in the curse! You won't be able to escape the curse, your destiny is clearly written to become the target of other sword users!”

__To Be Continued__