DOT: 𝔅𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔬𝔣 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫 & ℌ𝔢𝔩𝔩

Chapter 5: Vanaheim Venture

It's a new day. I've been looking at the paper, and mapping out where this last thing is. The only place I can think of, is back in my old place.

E: "My old place would be the only area I can think of to have that handle."

M: "So are all these relics in different parts of time?"

E: "Yes and no. All the parts except the handle are different parts of the timeline. The handle is chosen as to be a little part of me. I'm not using my ink sword cause it wouldn't be truly a part of me."

M: "So the claymore handle, would be a part of your time as a smith, before the accident?"

E: "Yeap."

D: "You used to do the thing I do now?"

E: "I did, I was the best of my craft when I was a young lad."

D: "And some accident stopped you?"

I walked over to him, and pulled off my shirt.

E: "You can heal the burns of molten metal."

D: "Holy fuck! Yea, no the fuck you can't. What metal caused that?"

E: "It was a bucket of Molten Titanium, from shoulder to top of my leg, it covered me."

D: "My fuckin God. You're lucky to be alive."

E: "Indeed I am."

I put my shirt back on then restudied the book.

E: "The final piece, is one that is special.
Only those who wish to rewrite their trouble.
The only way to finish this blade, is to use the handle of the blade that once slayed."

M: "Is this book modern or ancient?"

E: "A bit of both."

M: "So, if any person with a past like yours and Kratos will be more likely to have the handle of a place they formally used?"

E: "Correct. The blade has to be the type of blade used when one was in the days of wanting to over rule everyone. All for their own sake."

K: "Hmm."

I knew exactly where to find it, but before asking the others, I slipped up.

E: "So John. Oops. I mean Kratos. Sorry. Uh."

He slowly looked at me.

K: "How do you know of that name?"

E: "I'm so sorry. I have that normal thing to be able to read others names without them telling me. I truly am sorry about that."

He nodded.

M: "That was, weird."

I warped us to my old place, which was far away from Nornir, and not my mother's place.

E: "Fuckin' hell. I haven't been here in years."

I walked in.

E: "I'm surprised it's still in one piece."

I saw it just sitting there on the table, waiting for something.
I walked over and grabbed it. I immediately had a whole flash of images, not even a second, I dropped it again.

E: *slight heavy breathing*

M: "You alright brother?"

E: "This very sword, I used on many unfortunate people. This very sword, I purposely left behind. If this is what I need to be able to create the weapon. I must do what I should've done."

K: "Break the handle from the sword."

E: "Yea. It's easier said than done."

M: "Why do?"

E: "You can't easily break platinum. And me being young and dumb. The whole blade, from blade to tang, is made of Platinum."

M: "Brother, that's mild steel. You can break it easily."

I grabbed the blade again, and stuck it into the floor, I grabbed the handle, and began bending it.

E: *grunting* "Break you piece of shit!"

Then it snapped, I almost fell but Kratos caught me with his hand.

E: "Fuck. I actually did."

Without staying in the house long, I immediately warped us back.

I put it on the table.

E: "Well, we have everything. Time for the fun part, actually creating it."

I brought all of it over to Darin station.

D: "Oh, everything is now here?"

E: "Yes. Now we just need to put it together."

M: "How do we do that?"

I pulled out the book and the paper. I flipped the paper over because it has the entire thing laid out.

E: "The sword of Cosmos this one is called.
To craft a weapon so overpowered you must follow the steps, to a tee. Any wrong step or step done wrong, will not be pleasant."

I had Kratos and Darin ready to move the items.

E: "The foundation of the blade is the Viking Axe. So put that in the center of the table."

Daring did so.

E: "Next, the form of the blade is of the Spartan sword. So moved that above the axe.

Kratos did so.

E: "The pickaxe is a part of the integral guard. Put it below the axe, but the head is facing down."

I made sure I did that correctly.

E: "And last, the handle is how to weld it."

I put it at the end.
Freya and Atreus were watching.

E: "Now. I have to say this flowing fraze."

I had Kratos and Darin back up, and I spoke in demon and not Icelandic.
During the whole sequence, the items started flowing in particle and floating in the air.

E: "Valmo Cra veo.
Molna Holm.
Tai mo nea.
Kree fo sea.
To la tre no.
Ga Lo Cra Mae!"

The full thing was built with in seconds.
It was amazing.

M: "Zulfiqar, The blade of the cosmos. Only able to be crafted by those who are truly worthy. You, Ethan. Have been given it's worth. Use it when necessary."

I had a very specific spot for it, and closed the trap door.

E: "It'll be there till the time is right."

I walked towards my room.

M: "You alright brother?"

E: "I'm tired, that took out a lot of energy than I realized."

I closed the door, and laid down.
Freya came in to join me.

F: "The handle, how did you find it?"

E: "I had to go back to my first house, and break it off of the old claymore I used back in my days of terror."

F: "Oh. Was it required?"

E: "It need a handle of a blade, used in the reckoning days. For it was that claymore."

F: "Now the weapons is fully finished. It isn't needed to be used till a specific point?"

E: "Yeap. And that is the day of if the war between the three layers happens."

F: "Alright."

I looked up at the ceiling. Just thinking about everything.

F: "What's on your mind?"

E: "Many different things. I just hope. That all this trouble, doesn't come to war."

F: "Sleep. Let your mind work itself."

We both went to sleep for the rest of the day.