145 Red Eyed Faust - 2 (1/2)

This is the first time that the red-eyed Faust has made his presence known to others. The deep melancholy and the pressure of pure blood lust. These feelings kept growing in his life as he met with new obstacles with each passing day. That is when he got hold of his sword.

The sword that is known to be smithed by gods. The sword that can cut anything in any dimension and even the heavens and hell if used correctly.

On a day, when Faust is blaming himself for being powerless and useless. Blaming himself for not being able to save his friends. The only family in his life, Gus, He left the room without speaking a word and entered the attic. He later came back, holding a white box with golden carvings at the corners of the box, in his hands and placing the box on a table in front of the bed Faust is on.

”Faust! I can't give you any answers for your questions. That is just the nature of humans who are consumed by their desires and feelings. They are selfish, greedy, jealous and only share hatred among each other.” Gus sensibly tells Faust about human nature.

”What is in the box?” Faust asks in a low voice as if he accepts everything coming in his way.

The sword of Ares; the Divine katana, is resting in the box in a bad state. The sword did not accept Gus as its master, nor did Gus find a suitable owner for it, therefore the sword was left alone for many years.

The sword became rusty after a while in Gus's hands. It has lost all of its divine appearance and now looks like a cheap sword that cannot even cut through a piece of paper.

Gus bought the sword to motivate Faust and also to test if the sword accepts Faust as it's master.

And the moment Gus enters Faust's room with the box containing the sword inside, the sword inside the box vibrates a little as to show it's presence to its suitable owner.

”Faust remember you have been asking to see a katana? Well, I bought one today for you. Want to see how it looks? Even though it has become dull and a little rusty it's still pretty much useful.” Gus says in a way to gain Faust's curiosity.

”Uhmm... Sure.” Faust says in  voice.

Gus opens the box and draws the katana in scabbard. Faust's eyes first goes onto the carvings on the scabbard, they seem to be symbols in some unknown language to Faust. There are carvings on the handle as well.

”Well wanna hold it and see?” Gus brings the sword closer to Faust to hand it to him.

Faust almost casually grabs the sword and as Faust's hands come closer to the katana. The rust starts to fall off the swords inside the scabbard like a sediment sands, reinstating half of the beauty of the sword.

Faust almost grips his hand around the handle of the sword but suddenly loses his motivation and withdraws his hand back.

”It's ok, I will see it later, it's not that good-looking anyway.” Faust changes his mind after seeing that the sword is not doing good and loses his interest in holding it. He is still taken over by his feelings from the spirit world.

”Ehhhh.. Ok if you say so, I'll put the sword here for you so you can touch it when you like it.” Gus says with a hint of disappointment. He thought he could see the sword's response after a long time leaving it in the attic for so long, but Faust's dispirited personality left him with acknowledgement of not getting what he wanted.

”Oh it looks like Bella is back with the sheep. Let me go tie them up and feed Bella for her hard work.” Gus leaves the room to look after his pets.

It was barely 10 minutes and Faust got super bored. He first examined his arms and his chest again.

*”It doesn't hurt much, but the red color of tissues scare me”* Faust thought to himself.

And as he was getting bored, his eyes lays upon the sword that Gus has left.

Faust walks over and picks up the katana holding it in the middle of the scabbard thinking that it is heavier than his master and appreciates the style and carvings on the white scabbard with golden linings.

He then draws the sword out of the scabbard and his first thoughts were about how rusty the sword is. It almost looks like it's eaten by acid because of the rust.

He starts swinging the sword gently, as the rust on the sword is falling over, bit by bit. Faust ignores this by thinking, it's just rust that is falling off. And after playfully swinging the sword more than 10 times, Faust decided to use his unholy sword technique with the katana.

Thinking of this, Faust takes a normal stance bending his knees as if riding a horse while holding the grip of the sword with both hands. He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and gathers up all of his energy to his hands to deliver a strike in the air.

As Faust is involved in his technique with his eyes closed, all the rust on the sword has been completely fallen off and the eaten part of the blade starts growing out as a new blade.

*”Unholy sword  - The call of unholy blight.”* Faust shouts inside his heart and gives the sword a powerful swing in the air.

*Whoosh!!!~~~* All around Faust's room, his bed sheets, books, papers, chairs and clothes are swirling at great speed forming a realistic looking tornado.

The sword that Faust is holding is now looking like a brand new katana which has just been smithed, the ridges and edges look sharp and the blade itself is shining and reflecting like a mirror. Faust is mind blown by the sudden change of the sword. *”Dammit this can easily cost billions of pice's!”*(the currency in Mindoro. However currency in the mainland differs from the currency in Mindoro.)