Chapter 237 - Reaper (1/2)

Laz was sitting in the backyard garden of the apartment after everyone had left to go have dinner and enjoy the night life. He claimed he had a stomach ache and would catch up shortly, just asking where they planned on going.

He had no intention of actually joining them. Instead, he was sitting on top of the grey log while looking up at the sky. There had been too many things that had happened and his mind was a mess. Sure, he could put it aside when he needed to act normal, but that didn't mean it didn't weight heavily on his mind.

But like all things, over thinking it wouldn't solve it. So Laz just sighed, letting out the bad air.

Laz reached down to his pouch in using his spiritual sense, found and retrieved the mysterious sword. Holding it in his hands, he couldn't help but think it was much heavier than the last time he held it. It felt that way now because he realized that it was far more than he had originally thought it was when he had picked it up.

The sword was actually more of a sabre than a sword since it had a curved blade. The blade was around ninety centimeters long (35 inches) while the entire sword was around forty one inches. It felt like it weighed almost ten kilograms (22 pounds) which was far heavier than it should be. Perhaps it had to do with it's special makeup or the power it produces.

Laz hopped down from the log and swung it around a few times. This type of sabre was more of a decoration than something that would be of much use, but since it was an artifact, it would serve a purpose.

Laz carefully injected a bit of energy from his source into the sword, causing it to shine slightly but just along the edge. The amount that Laz was using was so slight, only basically as much as when his energy was sealed before. With just the edge lit up, Laz swung the sabre around in the air, causing the sound of the air splitting to echo around the garden. Although he was swinging it lightly, it sounded like he was doing so at breakneck speed.

Looking at this, Laz knew that this blade was far more special than he had originally assumed. It was only now that he was checking it out that he could appreciate this.

”I wonder what happens when I put more energy into it?” Laz said to himself in amazement.

Although he was excited, Laz wasn't going to rush. He slowly increased the amount of energy flowing from his body into the blade, almost like opening a spout just a little wider. Laz understood a principle that most people wouldn't in this case, the laws of energy transfer. Energy doesn't just disappear on it's own. It has to either be used or dissipate over time. Doing so in too quick a fashion is what causes explosions.

As Laz upped the energy, more and more of the blade started glowing as it lit up blue, something that caused Laz to be surprised about. After all, his energy had only ever appeared as either white or black so he had no idea why it would be blue. After swinging it around a few times, Laz felt like he had a good grasp on a few things.

The first thing was that the blade had a saturation point. Once it was there, if Laz tried to feed it more energy, it would become unstable. When he was testing it out, he figured out what that point was when the blade started shaking in his hand, causing him to frown. There was no telling what would happen if a strange, energy filled piece of metal were to explode.

Thanks to that though, he was able to figure out something else to. He could draw his energy back out of the blade in the same way that he fed the blade his energy. Although this served no real purpose, at least Laz knew he could power up and power down the blade when he needed to.

The Laz thing Laz figured out about the sabre was that it seemed like it could slice through anything. As a test, Laz had taken out some of the amazingly hard pieces of grey wood from the spirit realm and chopped them with the blade, cutting them in half. The blade slid through as though the metal like wood wasn't even there.

”I kind of want to try this on more things...” Laz said to himself as he looked around. In the end, he had to stop himself since this could end very, very badly.

Just as Laz was about to fully pull back the rest of the energy from the recharged sabre, the blade once again started shaking, this time though, it was very subdued. When he had almost overloaded it, it had shaken like it wanted to break apart. This time though, the blade was simply humming. It took Laz a moment to even figure out that it was the blade that was doing it.

Laz had used his sense when checking out the blade before and hadn't noticed anything strange. But since this was happening now, Laz used his spiritual sense once again. Just as he focused on the blade, a white light seemed to burst out, causing his head to start spinning for a moment.

When his head finally cleared, Laz was shocked.

Just as Laz was taking in this scene, a large flash of light once again clouded his vision, causing the environment to change. Getting his bearings a bit quicker this time, Laz realized that he was now sitting still on the same horse while the column was now stretched out on both sides of him. Their guns were pointed forward as the sound of muskets, breach loaders and canons wrung out across the plains. Looking over, Laz could see the various troops that they were firing at returning fire back. Men on both sides were dropping like flies as their screams echoed across the battlefield. Laz felt like he was in the middle of a battle and couldn't help but be both frightened and excited at the same time. He truly wanted nothing more than to go forward with his sabre and attack the enemy line.

Before Laz was even able to see if he could affect anything, a head splitting boom rang out from in front of him as the bright light once again covered his vision.

When the light finally cleared, Laz noticed that he was laying down in a makeshift army tent where men and women in white where rushing around, trying their best to stop the bleeding on the hundreds of wounded soldiers who were laying around, screaming in misery. When Laz looked down, he noticed that where his legs should have been, there were nothing more than stumps that had soaked the bandages they had been wrapped in. By his side was the sabre that was resting within it's sheath. Laz barely had the strength to stretch out his hand as he tried to grab the sabre, only to be unable to reach it. Just before his vision darkened, Laz opened his eyes to see a rather plain looking nurse smile at him and place the sabre in his hand, right before the darkness took him.

It felt like a long while before Laz was able to open his eyes from the visions he had experienced. He had no idea what to make of anything.

Everything that happened was like a mismatched dream sequence that seemed like he had lived it, but hadn't as well. It was like someone had stabbed those memories into his brain with a hot needle, causing his head to throb again and again as he tried to absorb it.