Prologue
Lilith Umbra's Point of View
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"You must look for Arthur…. You must... Arthur…..," the sword spoke as soon as I grabbed the pommel.
"Who is this Arthur?" I asked, unsure what the blade meant.
The only Arthur that I knew was the new king of Camelot, Arthur Pendragon. However, he was the number one enemy of the demons. He started his genocide for the last decade. And the war continued until now.
Arthur was not an ally that I could ask. So I could only guess that the sword meant another one living in this world.
However, before I could ask the sword for another question, the light covering my hands faded. The bright yellow light turned into a brilliant purple hue, enveloping everything surrounding me. Overwhelming power coursed through my veins as the blade finally recognised me as its rightful wielder.
"Take me up, and cast me away, Excalibur," I said, and resigned myself to the arcane of my blade.
