~Laws of deceit ~

6

Chapter Six:The Sword Selection

The students filed into the grand hall, their identical uniforms a sea of unity. The Realm Master and other esteemed elders sat at the front, their piercing gazes sweeping across the room. The air was thick with anticipation.

"Today, you will embark on a rite of passage," the Realm Master declared, his voice echoing off the stone walls. "Each of you will select your sword, a trusted companion in your journey as a warrior of the Shadow Realm."

The students exchanged excited whispers, their eyes shining with eagerness.

"The swords before you are imbued with ancient magic, forged from the very essence of the Shadow Realm," the Realm Master continued. "Choose wisely, for your sword will be an extension of yourself, a reflection of your strength and character."

With a gesture, the elders revealed a table laden with an array of swords, each one unique in design and craftsmanship. The students approached the table, their hearts pounding in unison.

Kaida, with a deep breath, reached out and grasped the hilt of a sword that seemed to call to her. As she drew it from its scabbard, a shimmering light danced along the blade, and she felt an instant connection, as if the sword had been waiting for her all along.

You take a moment to examine your sword, feeling its weight and balance in your hand. The blade shines with a subtle, ethereal light, and you sense a strange energy emanating from it. You can't help but feel a sense of pride and ownership, knowing that this sword is now yours to wield.

As you look around, you notice your friends have also chosen their swords. Lyrien's sword has a intricately designed hilt, with a blade that seems to shimmer like the moon. Arin's sword is sleek and slender, with a blade that appears to be made of a dark, shadowy material. Zephyr's sword has a rugged, battle-worn look, with a blade that seems to gleam with a fierce inner light. Lirien's sword is elegant and refined, with a blade that shines like the stars on a clear night.

You can't help but feel a sense of camaraderie, knowing that you and your friends are all embarking on this journey together, each with your own unique sword by your side.

The Realm Master clears his throat, drawing your attention back to the front of the hall. "Now that you have chosen your swords, it is time for your first lesson. Let us proceed to the training grounds, where you will learn the art of swordplay."

You take a moment to talk to your friends about your swords. "Wow, Lyrien, your sword looks amazing! What drew you to it?" you ask.

Lyrien smiles. "I felt a connection to it, like it was meant for me. And yours, Kaida? Yours shines so brightly!"

You blush, feeling a sense of pride. "Thanks, I feel like it chose me too."

Arin chimes in, "And Zephyr, your sword looks like it's been through battles already!"

Zephyr grins. "I like its ruggedness. It feels like it can take on anything."

Lirien nods, "And my sword feels like an extension of myself, so elegant and refined."

You all share a moment of excitement and anticipation, eager to begin your training.

Next, you approach the elders, seeking more information about your sword. "Excuse me, Realm Master," you ask, "can you tell me more about my sword? What's its history, its powers?"

The Realm Master smiles, "Ah, Kaida, your sword is one of the rarest and most precious. It's said to hold the essence of the Shadow Realm, and will only reveal its true powers to one who wields it with a pure heart and strong spirit."