Chapter 3

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Images turned to scenes though trying to make it all out was difficult. Images showed me of myself handling the sword before the vision takes me getting the feel of it, swiping it around my body getting used to the feeling of its power. Then it escalated to a field, and then creatures starts pouring out of the dark trees before me, my sword growed golden as I looked as if I have been doing this all my life. Many more images came across my vision, flashing as the speed of light. Of how I killed those creatures, to the sword, and power.
Then ended as I dropped the sword back into its case out of shock, breathing heavily I glanced up, a mirror was across the room hanging on the wall. As I stared at my terrified reflection, I could see the sword giving off a slight glow.
I then looked at my face, my dark brown hair was askew and my hazel eyes blazing right back at me.
Quickly I locked the sword back up into its case and hurriedly moved to my closet to put it on a shelf. Breathing heavy still I decided to get some sleep to get my mind off it.

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