I felt unusual. Death felt comfortable, warm, and hard like a mother's embrace. It didn't feel natural. I heard a voice ringing inside my head, the wailings were getting near and as I opened my eyes, I saw a huge whirlpool sucking everything in its vicinity and its center lay the sword.
The weapon that ruined my life, my family's life, MY brother's life. I wanted to break the sword and melt it down till there was nothing left. I summoned blood spears and threw them at it and flew right behind them. The sword then conjured a colossal humanoid titan around it with eastern style swords in both of its hands. As it swung its sword which was 20 times larger than me, I had to cover myself in a blood armor as it flowed from my veins and outside through the pores of my body and as much as I had to strain myself to control in this free space where I was the only source of blood I had to do it. I dashed at it with my blood sword in hand. The warrior slashed and stabbed at me while I parried them. The warrior seemed to have a lot of experience fighting people since it kept going for my blind spots.
My back riddled with scratches and slashes I went for one final cut channeling all my eon energy once again and I felt resonance. Like the entire world wanted me to end the sword and so I did.
A single cut, sharp, clean, and precise was all I could manage with not that much devastating effect and yet it was all that was needed. The sword and the warrior were cut clean into 2 pieces.
The sword's two pieces broke down and then the huge whirlpool stopped entirely it was pure peace with absolutely no sounds and the next moment a huge explosion happened with millennia of hatred channeling throughout the area spanning longer than the distance the whirlpool covered. I couldn't help but cry.
"A story told; a story lost. When the Sun is nigh unto Athanasia, the cry of the blood shall resonate across. He who slew the demon shall arise and so shall the demon. A cycle of hatred ending, the era of peace arise and so shall the heroes of Heaven and Hell."
That prophecy felt like shite. I hoped that it was over because I've been held out long enough. King of hell, take me. Let me repent for the years of bloodshed caused by me...
I waited and suddenly I was pulled down, this was grueling as I kept falling for the next hour or so it felt. I tried to conjure up my blood arsenal but they were prevented by something. I tried to scratch my neck and die and well each time I died I was revived instantly so I gave up.
I fell and I fell for eternity it would seem.
I hit the ground not hard but soft as a feather as though the winds were pushing me up. As I sat on the ground my body felt at rest, finally I could die. Is what I thought but I was surrounded by a circular wall.
It was a wall for me but not for the ones sitting above. They were the same size as me and yet I could feel the immense pressure they were emanating. I fell to the ground as my powers were drained off, inaccessible so I screamed as the only thing I was capable of. Then one of them with a deep voice said "Arch stop it with your antics. Now raise your head, King. You have achieved something not even the gods thought was capable. You managed to defeat the sword of the sin of wrath which has been terrorizing Athanasia since time immemorial. We tried to find it but its previous owner cast a disappearance spell on it."
"so my entire life, I've been suffering just because you so-called gods failed to defeat a goddamn sword." I tried to conjure up my weapons but they didn't listen. I wailed, I screamed, I tried to attack them but it was to no avail.
"so have you finished grieving my child" said a lady. She wore a chiton with hair green and brown skin. "you must be 'matriarch' the GOD responsible for giving life to us and making us go through this suffering."
"I apologize my child. It has been quite a time since I created you humans to occupy Athanasia. Now let's get back to the matter at hand, you who have gotten rid of one of the swords responsible for creating the seven sins will now have to erase the other 6. An imbalance was created between the 6 archangels and 7 sins now that one of the sins has been slain."
"what do I get in return, why do I have to do your dirty work for you? you could always zap them since you're GOD."
Then from the other pedestal, I noticed there were 7 gods sitting around me. I'm seriously starting to hate the number 7.
A guy in a coat embroidered with different flowers said "Kid you gotta talk with respect cuz if you don't, we might as well raze you to the ground. we've got no use for a scorched piece of shit that doesn't even know to be grateful that we kept you alive."
"kill me you motherfucker, I dare you. the only reason you've even kept me alive this long is probably because you've actually got no one else. Try it, kill me, and let me see how you face against the upcoming disaster."
That caught their nerve, and the god stood and said "Face my power, the god of the afterlife GRIM and he blasted a ray of whatever he controlled at me and I would've died if not for the sound of man rumbling above.
"silence you fools. You have your dignity as gods and yet here you are bickering with the human like a bunch of kids. Now you, human what you say may be true. Though we have not been able to find and defeat the 14 swords that pose a danger to the entirety of Athanasia, you unlike us who are human have actually faced and defeated one of them. Now you just gotta defeat the remaining 13 and we will give you the death you seek."
That was all I wanted, after working hard, seeing so many of my comrades die and just because of a stupid sword.