"Ah…I'm dead…" I slumped on the ground, ignoring the fact that my surroundings were changing. It was scary to see the space warping after all.
"How are you?" I asked sweetly and my eyes curled up.
[I'm fine.]
My expression twitched at Jarvis' reply. "I'm not speaking to you, Jarvis."
I raised my white sword. "I really like this sword." I smiled contentedly scanning the sword.
Walking toward a random rock, I leaned and sat down.
"It's clearly a stronger weapon than my white staff that had been crafted by Branches of the Holy Tree of Eden." I muttered while stroking the white runes engraved on the blade. The blade was also white but somehow the white runes were whiter and had an otherworldly glow in it.
[Stronger than your staff?]
"Yeah…and it shouldn't be possible…unless…"
[Unless?]
I let out a tired breath.
Am I so lucky?
How is that even possible?
"Unless it's one of Eden's Hallows."
