"Is this him?" "You've got to be kidding me." "I agree, how can he use us?!" "A puny level 40?" "I miss the old master." "This kid ain't even feeding us everyday." I could hear thousands of voice surrounding me.
I woke up in a cold dark place. No people, no plants, ground or anything at all. Its nothingness and I'm falling in it. "What...?"
"Hey kid." As soon as one of the voices spoke, others copied what he said and an infinite number of echoes was heard throughout the nothingness.
"Who are you? Show yourself!"
"Tsk. How annoying. Everyone!" As soon as I heard those words, thousands of souls clumped up together forming a gigantic shadow figure. "Damn kid. How can you use us?"
"What do you mean? I don't know who you are."
"We're your sword. Well our previous master called us Bloodlust so that's our name."
"What?!"
"I got to give it to you kid. Using your own body as a medium for the blood. So much guts. But I don't trust you. How the hell did you get us and you still haven't answered my question on how you can use us."
"I got it from a dungeon."
"Are you kidding me...? Us? IN A DUNGEON?!" The Bloodlust suddenly shouted and all the souls that combined also shrieked. "Blasphemy... BLASPHEMY!"
"I'm not lying."
"Prove it!"
"The one who guarded your sword was Afal. Son of Parela."
"You know my master? Tsk. It seems there's no other choice. I believe you. But that damn master... Putting us in a dungeon."
"Anyway, what am I doing here. Is this a dream or am I truly communicating with you?"
"You've been wounded severely. We're trying to save you."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Since you can use us, we acknowledge you as our master. If you die, we cannot be used. A sword's duty is to serve its master. We're doing everything to prevent you dying. Let's just say that... We're fusing with you."
"Huh?!"
"You've suffered too much and lost too much blood. We're still digesting the giants you killed before so we can't use your blood."
"So what does that mean?"
"One day, we will become one. You have already absorbed 38% of us."
"Then will I los-"
"It seems we can't talk anymore. They're waking you up."
"Huh? Wh-"
After our talk was disconnected, I woke up in the inn. I was literally in a pool of blood but my stomach was completely fine. There's no more wound nor hole in any parts of my body.
All of them were standing in my room looking worried.
"Zieglind, are you okay?!" Yefa pushing my body back and forth trying to wake me up.
"Huh..? Yeah I'm fine. *Yawn* Oh crap. There's a lot of blood here. Who's this from?"
Yefa, Greta and Precia suddenly hugged me.
"I'm glad you're okay." They all said in unison then a silent sob.
"Huh? What happened?"
"We heard you screaming in the night. I sent a goblin assassin to our village to bring Zeta here to heal you. But I guess you're pretty fine." Afal said while he was leaning on the door at the corner.
"I see. Sorry for worrying you." I patted the three of them hugging me. "I had a talk with my sword, Bloodlust."
"Huh?!"
"Yeah. It seems that after Yefa's Magic Spear hit me, it inflicted so much damage the Bloodlust acted on its own. I absorbed 38% of the sword according to them."
"What do you mean? Show me the sword!"
I pulled out Bloodlust from my inventory. The blade didn't change in shape nor any form but the appearance of it did. It became somewhat translucent. "It seems I ate a good portion of the sword."
"It looks like it. I don't really care anyway since its your now but take care of it. My father was the previous owner of that. And also, Yefa, explain to me later why you attacked master okay?" Afal glared at her like she's a bug.
Yefa felt his pressure. "Eek."
"Anyway, sorry for delaying our journey. Let's go back." I moved away from their hugs and stood up. "Get ready. Tell the women also. Don't force them if they don't want to come."
"Yes." They all said in agreement. They then all left the room.
Since Zeta is on his way here, its just a wasted trip. I'm going to try something. "Telepathy, link me to Ortov." A current flowed through my mind as if signalling me that the connection was established. "Ortov."
"My lord?!" I could hear Ortov's voice clearly.
"I'm using Telepathy. Anyway, is Zeta there?"
"Yes, he's getting ready to depart."
"Tell him to not go. I'm already fine. It was just a misunderstanding. I'm going to keep the Telepathy open. Just say a word and we'll rush towards there if there's a problem."
"I got it my lord."
"And also, Ortov. Can you quickly make a house?"
"I've actually maxed my building skills so it'll be faster."
"Oh... How long will it take to build a house?"
"If its just me it would take a day. If I got the other builders with me, we can do it in 8 hours."
"I see... Well please tell Lam and your group that I'll be having 15 women that I'll be bringing back. I want their houses near my house. They are still pretty unaccustomed to Grien and his team. Let's just say that they've been captured before by goblins."
"I see. That's very unfortunate. But I will follow your orders my lord."
"And tell every goblin there, "If you all do something unacceptable to those women, I'll personally handle your judgement."
I could hear Ortov's gulp through the Telepathy. "I will relay that my lord."
"Good. Continue building. We'll now depart."
I left Ortov to his duties.
I brought out Bloodlust and it begam to suck up the blood scattered in the room.
"For a first mission, this is pretty hectic."