14 Cursed Sword, Brunhilda (2/2)
Eventually it learned the ability to attract hordes of beast, and if any veteran expert was using it, then the glory would go to whoever wielded it.
At that time, another powerful expert came after the sword and he was its final master, but he challenged a heavenly being an got killed, he was flying then fell at a very high place, crashing down in the deep earth, the sword was no exception, but instead of destruction it was buried all the way down here, and after who knows how long, it finally learned how to speak and remembered all the events that transpired.
However all its previous power had been used up from forming its core, hence it has weaken greatly.
Then it was alone for a long time, so it tried to get out but being a sword it had no limbs, so it cultivated in controlling its power.
It wasn't clear how long it was buried since it was sure it was still in the same desolate place where it landed.
And since it hadn't spoken to any person in a long time, it was just imitating the language pattern from her previous masters.
Out of its struggle to break free, it was able to produce some energy and had started to use it to send a signal to call for help by digging in the dirt to the surface, then Stigma showed up and it was explaining what happened not to long ago.
After hearing the long story, it was clear if people started calling misfortune when they gain a strange object, hence they called it a cursed tool, but this was no cursed tool, from the events that transpired, it might as well call it the Curse Sword.
With the story being summarized, the sword sounded satisfied and gave a proposal, that would make his like difficult.
”Hey, can I come with you, I promise to be at your service if you desire. I may have lost most of my abilities, I still help you in training. Please!”
If the sword had a body, it would be bowing right now.
”...Alright, but if you betray me, I'll dispose of you without a second thought.”
Stigma held down his ground, even if this sword had its own schemes, he will only follow its guidance on training.
”Thank you very much! I will do my best to serve you well my master..., pardon what should I call you?”
That right, the entire conversation had been focused on the swords origins, there was never a chance to call his name.
”First do you have a name?” he also noticed that it never once spoke of its name.
Well with multiple owners, one cannot remember all of them even if they can live for a hundred years.
”I have no such name. My masters were obsessed with fame and power that they didn't realize I was helping them in dodging attacks, but they all though it was by natural reflex. It was so frustrating, they thought they were heaven defying genius, they became arrogant and died horribly when I tried warning them.”
The voice responded with a bit of annoyance.
'Well no one would expect that an object would speak, and since it was famous for slaying powerful monster with hearing various rumors that it could increase their natural talent then no one would suspect that the weapon was the actual treasure until they had held it themselves.'
Although, the string of events was due to human greed, not the sword itself.
He was not afraid of the sword, but thought that even if the time they have lived was different eras, there will always be someone who will be dragged into events they don't want to get involved with.
”My name is Stigma, but I have two names the other is my real name Cheng Xuan, please get along with me.”
He smiled, he wanted people to trust and if where to be called insane for talking to himself so be it. After all no one can tell how a person can react when they hear something insane like this.
”Greeting to my new master, Stig...Cheng X..., what should I call you?”
”Call me Stigma, my other name is a secret okay, but what should I call you but since no one has named you, I guess I have to name you...”
Before he could finish, a shrill of delight echoed throughout the tunnel increasing the headache that was already fading away.
”I'M GOING TO BE NAMED, I'M GOING TO BE NAMED, I'M GOING TO BE NAMED...”
”ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT ALREADY, I'M GETTING A HEADACHE JUST BEING IN THIS PLACE, I'LL NAME YOU SO BE QUIET SO WE CAN BOTH LEAVE!!!”
It shriek would have lasted until he would go insane, so he had no choice but to shut it up.
”...From how you describe the events, you sound like a woman I learned legends about...I'll name you Brunhilda.”
When he finished with his speech he grabbed the handle, all of a sudden started trembling and waves of energy started entering him in a rapid pace, and a shrill of delight was heard, the same shrill form before.
”THANK YOU VERY MUCH, MASTER STIGMA, THIS BRUNHILDA, WILL SERVE YOU TO THE BEST OF MY ABILITY!”
The yelling continued for a while and died down, now that was over, he was about to order the sword to be quite as he was about to climb out.
*BING!*
[True Energy has reached 100 percent, Soul of Purity has been formed]
[Grudge Energy has reached 100 percent, Soul of Impurity has been formed]
[Wrath Energy has reached 100 percent, Soul of Rage has been formed]
[Zen Energy has reached 100 percent, Host can now develop a breakthrough]
[System has recognized, Brunhilda has been recognized as a familiar]
Huh??!?!?!
[1] He is continuously cursing here.