There was once the reign of King Arthur of Tintagel. He was known for carrying a sword that he called Excalibur. This sword made him king of the land by taking it out through an extremely strong anvil covered with white marble powder in front of a churchyard. He always had it with him for his protection and defense.

No one was allowed to touch it unless the king grants your permission (which was never). But this time, he did not have it with him for he was taking a bath. Before his long bath, he put the royal sword on top of his bed. While he was taking his bath, someone entered his room to see him.

The anonymous person did not see the king, but saw the legendary sword. Anonymous realized he should not have seen it, for now he had the temptation to steal the king's most prized possession. And he did. The man ran away from Camelot (the King's castle) and into the horizon of the unknown.

Sundown, sunset, let the man run to rest. "I finally have the sword!" said Anonymous. But he wouldn't have it for too long.  Let the drama begin.