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Chapter 12 - The ritual of the sword.

Once again, a ray of early sunshine woke him up by touching his face, and feeling completely replenished, he got up and repeated his daily ritual of checking his meager luggage in his pockets, while drinking water he looked at his reflection in the river still doubting what the lone star had told him; Still doubting if it had actually happened! Already ready and with everything in place he continued his way to those distant mountains, and as he walked he was thinking.

"So they call them the Moon Mountains, why will it be?" I think that when I arrive I will know, I am also in Fíria the world of forgotten stories where he would have existed; Wow, what imagination! It hadn't occurred to me to think of such a world where my hair would grow and my wounds would heal.

Touching his long blonde hair, he exclaimed.

"Exactly! I always wanted to have it that long.

"And sketching his usual half-smile he continued on his way.

-So in Fíria I can be and have what I always wanted to be and have, mmm; Like for example what? Ah, yes! I always wanted to be a medieval knight with sword, shield, cape, and... Slaying dragons, dammit! Kill dragons better not, I settle for the sword, the shield and the cape, the dragons better forget.

-And; How will I get my knight gear, will they show up there, or will I have to defeat some guardian to protect them? Hell! I remember in the video game of Final Fantasy Most of the powerful weapons and magical items were guarded by fierce guardians, perhaps they will appear before my eyes as this world and even this universe appeared.

He thought about this as he remembered the unknown constellations he had seen in the sky the night before.

-Although maybe I'm not so lost and I'am just looking at the night sky from another angle, and it's the same universe or even the same galaxy, maybe this planet is Mars or Venus and maybe one of those stars is my Sun.

And so, walking and smiling amused by his own thoughts, he advanced attentive to any strange event or sound in his environment and there, in the still distant mountains he saw a metallic reflection like the brightness of a star, which seemed to make a rotating movement and go somewhere close to his position, stopped his steps when saw that approaching light, in a few seconds, The light crossed the distance that separated him from the mountains, and turning fell on the ground a few meters from him, raising a cloud of dust that when it dissipated revealed the figure of a sword that fell skewered, as if blocking the passage to his destiny between him and the mountains, but he was not afraid, Just a little astonishment at the spectacular appearance of that sword, which after thinking about it for a few seconds was sure was for him, he approached confidently and tried to take it, but he couldn't do it, the sword vanished as if it were smoke, his hand pierced it translucent as if it were a hologram, he tried to touch the edge part and did not cut it either.

-Strange? It seems so real and at the same time it seems not to exist.

And he sat down in a lotus to think, a few minutes later his characteristic half-smile appeared, while remembering other swords he had seen in the cartoons on television, and the different swords of the video games he played, he spent a long time trying to remember all the keys and tricks, with which he solved a large number of video games he had played throughout his life, He tried to dig the sand, pretended to leave and ignored it, hiding to see if the sword followed him or had any reaction, but nothing, just there he stayed, static and silent without giving clues or signs of life.

-That's it! The sword must have a riddle, a trap or a requirement to obtain it, as in the legend of Zelda or the Final Fantasy series.

In one of his one-way simulations at another cardinal point with respect to the sword, he moved a little further away because he found a tree of oranges, or at least they looked like normal oranges, cut some and returned to the place where the sword was, He sat in front of it and watched the details of his carving for some clue, and discovered some figures engraved on both sides of the sheet, like some kind of writing that he did not understand, and the sequence of a fight where a knight armed with a sword, and the sequence of a fight where a knight armed with a sword, helmet and armor appeared to fight but his opponent did not appear anywhere in the engravings, and while observing the details with a gesture of annoyance he got up to stretch his muscles, and took the 07 knife with which he had just peeled one of the oranges throwing it at her, suddenly the sword unnailing from the floor dodged the attack and threw itself on him, who in a quick movement, barely and could bend down to prevent him from cutting off his head in a single slash, He dodged, rolled and ran to where his knife had been skewered, The sword followed him and motionless remained upright with the tip up and floating in the air, stood in front of it that challenged her and waited for the attack, but the sword did not attack, she remained motionless in front of him and following his position, observing her position, he thought that he might be being held on guard by some invisible warrior and shouted at him:

"Who are you and why do you attack me?" 

And only silence answered him. 

-Hell, an invisible warrior and also mute! 

He thought and launched the 07 as if looking to pierce the chest of that invisible challenger who challenged him in silence, the sword now blocked the attack, sparking the knife and launching a double counterattack, one swing to the head and the other to his feet, which with a maneuver Of backwards, a jump and a spring could dodge, he ran to take his knife, He unlocked his axe from the belt and checked once again that the sword did not attack him, he was still on high guard waiting for him to make her move following him as if waiting for his counterattack, then devised a new strategy to hit the invisible challenger who held her in the chest, placed the knife in the back pocket of his overalls, taking two oranges that still remained and with the axe in hand, with repetitive movements he threw the oranges followed by the axe, Looking for the chest of the invisible challenger and this time the strategy worked, well... Almost, since the sword cut the oranges one by one in half, but only managed to remove to dodge the pitch of the axe, which like Tomahawk looked for the chest of who thought he was holding it, and it passed by nailing a few meters, indicating that the sword was not being held by any invisible warrior, Not even mute, the sword launched a triple attack That it was like a copy of the previous two, a swing looking for his head, another at his feet and a last one that passed very close to his abdomen, reaching him to make a fine cut to the overalls and his shirt while he stirred nimbly to avoid the deadly cuts.

-Go! The good thing is that the belly was gone, because if it had been there, uff; It guts me!

He watched the sword and once again it remained motionless as if waiting for his next move.

He walked slowly to pick up his axe while the sword followed him and thought:

-So there is no invisible warrior holding the sword, the axe went through where his chest should be and with each attack or movement he makes, the sword will respond with one more, that is, if I attack again, he will give four blows, and again, he will give five and so on, until he manages to cut me into slices.

As he thought about how to get out of the dilemma, he took his axe and began to pass it from one hand to another, The sword began to oscillate from side to side, as if covering the flanks and observing this, he raised the axe holding it on guard and the sword imitated him, but she still did not attack, then he took the axe and with the tip touched the ground, the sword did the same while observing that each of his movements was imitated, His usual half-smile was appearing on his face.

"I already have you, damned!

He thought to himself when he came up with the possible solution to the riddle of the sword, then he placed the axe on the ground, unlocked the belt and taking the sheath of the 07 knife from it, took it, unfolded it, folded it and holding with one hand the sheath and with the other the knife, he introduced it into the holster, Tucking it into his belt and locking the belt around his waist, the sword for a few seconds remained motionless, as if bewildered, And it began to rotate on its own axis in an upright position, while beside it began to form something like in a swirl of star lights, the jeweled sheath of that mysterious sword, appeared holographically and the sword got into her sheath as it was set up, throwing itself on him, trapping him by the chest and knocking him down, he was bewildered by feeling attacked, turned and rolled while trying to remove whatever it was that had him imprisoned, and he got tangled in his chest, but he realized that he was not being attacked, the jeweled cover emulated the shape of the belt and adhered to his body in the same way, with similar locks that fixed it to the chest and back, and calm he sat up and took the handle that protruded from his neck through the hair with his left hand and took it out, Seeing it in his hands he felt a shudder and like a discharge, as if the sword became part of him, After the moment he returned it to his sheath on his back and resumed his way, now feeling like a realized samurai warrior for having obtained his sword solving a riddle.

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