—PURPLE CHAOS—
— Rarity: Legendary
— Type: Dagger - Light
— Element: None
— Condition: Perfect
—STATS—
• Attack Power: 150
• Elemental Power: 0
• Speed: 176
• Critical Multiplier: ×2.5
—WeaponsTalents—
◦ The Blades World ~ After the third strike in a combo, all strikes become critical hits. Work's regardless of whether the first strikes land.
—Weapon Skills—
End of the World ~ A rapid five-strike combo, each strike carrying the property of a flash step (vanishing strikes)
—Weapon Story—
"A blade tainted by the chaos of Va'al, owner of the Purple World."
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The new weapon in Levian's hand was more glorious than anything he had ever laid his eyes upon.
Its length had stretched to the size of his forearm, and the previous purple glass had turned to a glowing black blade, with purple razor-sharp crystal running down its edge.
Its edge was so sharp that it hurt the eyes to look at, and the dagger curved in crude ways.
It let off a constant purple aura that resembled mist.
In his hand, it felt lighter than a feather. Yet simply holding it filled him with a power he had never experienced before.
It worked... Just like that?
Cassius stared at the weapon with wide eyes, as its glow brightened the room.
"Incredible..." he muttered, "I've never seen a legendary weapon appear so easily before. With this... with this...."
Levian stared down at the weapon.
"With this, I could do anything."
He shared a look with the young elf in front of him. Both had excitement in their eyes.
However, regardless of his broken awakening, there was still the more important matter at hand.
His race.
"I understand that you're probably confused, Levian, and soon enough I will explain everything to you."
Cassius' eyes swung to the window, where the sky had turned dark and the moon hung in the sky.
"But it's getting late, and tomorrow will be a big day for you. You have your dinner with your fiancée."
"You still expect me to go there, after all of this?" Levian asked, confused.
Right now, marriage hardly seemed important to him. Especially not to a woman he hardly even knew.
But Cassius nodded his head.
"Of course I do. She is a beauty after all."
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The next morning, Levian woke up at 7am.
He was set to have lunch with his fiancée's family in the afternoon, which gave him a lot of time to do what he wished to do.
He sat at the edge of his bed, with his steel shortsword on his lap.
It was a simple weapon of common rarity.
It had no weapon skills, talents, and its stats were weak.
However, with this new talent, Levian couldn't help but wonder what would happen if he put it inside of his soulspace.
Can a simple weapon like this become legendary too?
He allowed the sword to vanish, claiming it as his own within his soulspace.
Then, he summoned it.
[Legendary Weapon Acquired]
The weapon that he held in his hand was nothing like the steel shortsword from before.
Although it was of similar size, the steel had now turned to a metal that resembled white marble.
Running down the centre of the blade were golden glowing runes written in an ancient language. The handle and hilt were both wrapped in glorious red leather, and the sword felt as light as cutlery.
As he hefted the weapon in his hand, he was presented with its description.
—Mercy's Cut—
— Rarity: Legendary
— Type: Shortsword - Light
— Element: None
— Condition: Perfect
—STATS—
• Attack Power: 213
• Elemental Power: 0
• Speed: 112
• Critical Multiplier: ×2
—Talents—
◦ No Forgiveness — Once taken a hit by the enemy, all consecutive strikes from the wielder travel at twice the speed until one lands.
—Weapon Skills—
Merciless Counter ~ Take the full force of a strike, and counter with a strike 2x as strong as the one received. (70s cooldown)
—Weapon Story—
"A shortsword forged by one of the seven divine blacksmiths, intended to be used against the murderer of his daughter.
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The first thing Levian did was lock his door and draw the curtains.
The golden glowing runes were sure to draw the attention of others if seen.
He wanted to make sure that he had a full understanding of his own talents before revealing them to others.
I can't wait to see the look on father's face when he sees this... not to mention Malachi's.
However, as he twirled and tested Mercy's Cut, his mind was more focused on his next plans.
Legendary Channelling was an incredible SSS-ranked talent; however, it wasn't the only talent he had awakened.
Weapon Fusion was even more remarkable.
Ranked X, it granted the ability to fuse two Legendaries together, turning them into a Mythical grade weapon.
The human empire only owned a handful of those, and they belonged to some of the strongest humans in existence.
There has to be some sort of catch to this talent.
Levian placed Mercy's Cut on his bed. The blade created cuts in his bedsheets.
Afterwards, he entered his soulspace and withdrew the weapon he had created the night before.
Purple Chaos.
The brilliant black-purple dagger materialised in his hand, and he placed it on the bed next to the other.
At first, he stared down at them, wondering how his talent was supposed to activate.
After all, talents were supposed to behave somewhat passively.
He lifted them both in his hand, expecting some sort of reaction, but nothing happened.
It was his last efforts that brought forth results.
When he placed both weapons in his soul space at the exact same time.
An enormous weight suddenly rested on his being, as though he was being crushed beneath a chariot.
"Agh, what is this!"
A soulspace was supposed to exist only spiritually. To have an effect on his physical body meant that something unnatural was taking place.
He reached into his soulspace to take out both weapons, however...
He found only one weapon inside.
As he struggled against the weight, he outstretched his hand and called forth the weapon.
[MYTHICAL WEAPON ACQUIRED!]
[HEARD BY THE GODS]
[AN ENTITY IS APPROACHING!]
"Wait, no!"
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