As you shake his hand and exchange pleasantries, you can't help but feel a sense of confusion bubbling up within you. "But why are you here?" you ask, unable to contain your curiosity. "I'm here to give you a gift," he replies with a hint of pride in his voice. "The Sword of Rupture, Enuma Elish, also known as EA. This is the weapon that turned me into a transcendent, the weapon that made the gods despise me." Your eyes widen as he speaks, and you can feel your heart racing with excitement at the prospect of receiving such a powerful weapon. "Wait, what does it look like?" you inquire, trying to imagine the blade in your mind. "Well, it doesn't really look like a sword," he replies, a sly grin spreading across his face. "It was made at the start of time, before the concept of a sword even existed." Summoning the blade before you, he allows you to finally catch a glimpse of the so-called 'Sword of Rupture.' The handle is forged from the purest gold, with the emblem of Babylon shining a beautiful black. The crossguard is made from 3 pieces of pure gold, each adorned with a blackish-blue pattern imprinted into the gold. As your eyes move down to the blade itself, you notice that it glows with a magnificent shade of red. The dull spear-like blade seems sharp enough to cut through even the strongest blades forged by any blacksmith on the continent. The craftsmanship is so exquisite that even the dwarves, the greatest blacksmiths on the continent, would envy it. All of these factors combine in such a specific way that even those uninitiated to the craft could tell that it was the masterpiece of masterpieces, a weapon truly worthy of divinity. You can't help but stare at the blade in awe, wondering how it would feel to wield such a powerful weapon. "So, are you just giving this to me?" you ask, a hint of worry creeping into your voice. "Well, not exactly," he replies, his tone growing serious. "In order to acquire the Sword of Rupture, you must combine at least two of your swords. The stronger the blade, the more of EA's seal will be unleashed." Your heart sinks as he speaks of a seal, and you can't help but wonder what kind of restraints the weapon might have. "What do you mean by seal?" you ask, your voice trembling slightly. "Obviously, I can't give you such a strong weapon without restraints," he replies, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Your body would implode unto itself. But if you can handle the power of the Sword of Rupture, then it will be a worthy addition to your arsenal." You sit and ponder what to do.
