" oh finally a passive skill" Tanvir muttered and read the descriptions and his become odd.
" I can sense emotions of objects and weapons?"
He thought and unconsciously gazed at the katana on his waist. He was still carrying the rusty old katana. He didn't want to throw it away. As it was his first weapon in this world.
And grabbed it unconsciously. The moment he did.He started feeling strange sensation.
" Is this the effect of the skill?, interesting" He thought and unseathed the katana and rised above his head.
The moment he did right away he noticed the strange vine like black patterns on the blade. He frowned his eyes. As he's more then hundred percent sure. This patterns weren't there.
" Did that old thing do something?" He thought and looked at the black patterns. He can still feel the weird empty sensation from the katana.
" Ooh it might be because of the passive skill" he thought and gazed at in the spital ring.
Where a huge pile of weapons can be seen. Without any delay with just a thought he thought of taking all of them out.
As soon as he did. All of the matialized in front of him and dropped on the ground.
He seathed the Katana and gazed at the pile of various kinds of weapons. Seeing there no patterns like the one in the Katana.He frown deepened as he surveyed the pile of various weapons that had materialized in front of him. None of them exhibited the strange vine-like black patterns that he had observed on the rusty old katana. It was clear that the patterns were unique to that particular weapon, and he couldn't help but wonder what had caused this distinct change.
" heh, I will think about it later!. It's time for me to choose a weapon!" He muttered and removed the useless thoughts and focused on the pile of weapons.Bows, arrows, swords, katanas, disks, shields, and a myriad of other weapons spilled onto the ground. Along with many other weapons which he hadn't even seen in his past life, considering he used to visit historical museums. He had seen many weird weapons, but some were entirely new concepts, like joined disks with chains, and small needles that looked like tiny arrows. There were even small pins with purple color coating among them, which he didn't dare to touch, as purple color meant one thing.
" Some are clearly has poison attributes"
Carefully, he stored all of the green and purple-looking small weapons in his ring. And taking them out little far away from the main pile. And thus just like that he decided the purple weapons without any accident.Not taking the risk of getting infected or poisoned. But he realized another thing, what if the poison was invisible? Thus, he decided not to touch any of them. However, for Aura's eyes to work, he needed to touch them.
He carefully put all the odd-looking ones aside. He knew it might seem dumb, but what if it was the case? What if he just dies from this? In front of him was now a smaller pile of weapons, and no green or blue colors could be seen now in the pile except for the bow and the katanas.
Except for the katana, he ignored all the other weapons and carefully put them aside. Even if they were stronger, he wouldn't be able to use them, and he would rather stick to katanas than blunt or too-light weapons. Swords could be good, but he would lack the speed. He grabbed one of the red-hilted katanas.
"Wow, so weapons come with skills too?"
As soon as he grabbed it the description appeared Infront of him.
[Name: Blazing Fang (katana)
Attack power: Unknown
Details: unknown
Skills: Fire strick
Enchanting: 8 times]
He nodded in satisfaction and put it away for the time being, looking in front of him. Time passed by as he inspected them one by one.After organizing, he found 29 katanas.
He muttered while gazing at the last katana, "Oh, nice, a better version of that... hmm, no wonder they look too similar," and put it aside, grabbing the most cool-looking katana among them. It was fully black, and a dragon logo could be seen on its blade, which was glowing a little bit with a blue light. The blade was clean and cool.
He grabbed the katana just looking at the cool, clean blade along with its blue dragon logo. His blood started boiling. Who wouldn't want to destroy things with cool things? And atop of that it's pretty strong.
[Name: Unknown (katana)
Attack power: Unknown
Details: unknown
Skills: shadow merge, Shadow flow
Enchanting: 9 times]
He can't see it's attack power as aura eyes can't give him the information but judging by it having two skills! And can be enchanted nine times. Which wasn't highest. As highest he found was a bow with thirteen times. Still considering it has two skills. Without a doubt it's strong. He doesn't know what does that enchanting things works. But unconsciously considered it to be some kind of trait and higher means stronger weapon.
Unconsciously, his gaze wandered to the other blades. "Might as well take a look at them too." Time passed in the blink of an eye, and he became obsessed with the blades. Some were powerful, some were strong. Grabbing them gave a different feeling, as if they each had their personality.
He felt the weird sensation because of the new passiv skills from them too. Somewhere prideful, some felt calm some gave eerie feeling. One thing was sure all of them were formidable weapon ready to destroy there enemies.
" Sigh, master was right weapons also has souls" He sighed and remembered the time when he was still learning kendo. His master was an old with long white beard. But the only thing old was his face.Despite being old he was full of energy.
He always cared for his student.
Unconsciously he remembered the moment the accident happened.The fight that changed his whole life.
" I disappointed master didn't I heh?" He thought and gazed at the weapons.
He started feeling sad, just thinking about their emotions. It was obvious that he won't be able to use them all. Only one choosen weapon will feel the thrill.The others would just rot in his ring. They might never get to taste blood or the thrill of battle even after he sold them.
He sighed and closed his eyes while holding the black katana lost in deep thoughts. Then all of a Suddenly, it vibrated. He opened his eyes and looked at it calmly.
it was saying something, its logo lit up a bit. He didn't say anything and continued to look at it, without thinking anything.
He stood up and waved his hand to all of the stored weapons from the ring appeared in front of him. This time, to him, they didn't look like treasures but more like pitiful souls that he created. He wasn't sure how looting works. But he know very well he was reason they are here now.
He thought for a second and closed his eyes.
Taking a deep breath, he unsheathed his katana, the blade gleaming with an eerie aura. As he reached out to grasp it, he grabbed the sharp blade with his hand, right away blood started trickling down from his palm. The pain assaulted him, but he became calm instead of flinching. He closed his eyes and reopened them. His whole gaze was on the weapons. He could hear the dripping sound of his blood on the ground, but he didn't care.
"I know you each possess your unique spirit, your desires, and your own stories. I am sorry that I cannot wield all of you, that only one shall taste the thrill of battle with me."
"But know this, even though you may not see the battlefield, even though your edges may not taste the blood of our foes with me, I promise here and now, I, Tanvir Kaizer, promise you this here and now, That I shall find the worthy ones to wild you
and this blood will serve as a testament to that promise."
He calmed his mind and continued to look at them. Even if they weren't moving, he started feeling intense emotions. Time passed slowly.
- Drip
- Drip
Only the sound of his blood trickled down onto the ground, echoing in the silence. The weapons remained still, but he could feel their presence the emotions that started overhelming him.
[ To be continued...