So hearing his words, the first thought that came in my mind, why is this old coot was trying to make random lies and trying to make me feel better while I knew how much I screwed but soon I realised that I could still feel my hands and even I was feeling something rod like thing in my hands and I was also feeling pretty nice than a person who just jumped in the burning corpse, so I tried to stand up and saw that old man, was surely not lying about the spear, a golden blazzing spear was in my hand and surely old man and that spirit was trying to touch it but the moment they even laid their finger on the spear, the spear started to turn into flaming tower and was ready to burn them, so seeing it, I looked at old man and spoke:" Hey, old man, will it help me in my revenge and is it okay for me to like just come out of nowhere and take a spear that was around you, for such time!" Hearing my words, the old man smiled and spoke, "Kid, don't worry; you can think of it more like a present, and make sure to always remember that it is a tool to create miracles. It is not something that creates miracles on its own, so always remember if its wielder won't be capable of miracles, then that person will become just mere dust. So make sure to care for it, but don't get obsessed with it, and in stories it is said that the spear won't bring his real powers out unless it is awakened by its wielder, so you have to awaken it to use it properly!" Hearing his words, I looked at him in pretty disbelief and spoke, "Well then, what even is the method to awaken this spear?" Hearing my questions, he looked at me with pretty sighful expressions and spoke, "Kid, you can't get every answer from me; some things you have to find on your own. Think of this spear as your entire life and spend your life in its shade; it will teach you the way to awaken it!" Hearing his words, I nodded, and after asking about some other things, I returned to my house, and to my surprise, the mere spear's presence was killing the spirits, so due to this story, I got my spear, and I spent my entire life in its shed only. in my life, I slew countless evil spirits and protected many good ones also but surely I never got any ritual to awaken it and you surely have changed it in a pretty strange yet quite lovely manner, so kid this was my story, as this is how i got the spear and did all sorts of crazy stuff in my prime and then found a woman to love and had my family and made sure that my family would never face same miserable life like So I made sure that people of my family have to only marry each other to keep the blood the same so that they could inherit the spear and won't face any issues in their entire life. Well, hearing this priest-like guy, I was sure that something might have forced that event to take place, like putting that spear in that corpse and even making him go to that same very burning ground. So it was more like the spear itself was guiding him to it, but I couldn't tell him that because surely my perspective can't always be the truth, and I was in no position to lecture anybody about ethics and stuff, but to think I didn't get the way to awaken it was pretty sad and frustrating, but I could confirm that whatever this priest was speaking was complete truth. So hearing the tale of struggle from their ancestor, they were looking a bit gloomy, so to lighten their moods, he smiled and spoke in a mischievous manner: "Jeez, just you kids today can't let this young man enjoy his afterlife, and jerks, I was the same age as you guys when I died, so you can't call me an old coot, and this type of age surely is quite a curse in our entire bloodline. I passed at the same age, my father and parents at the same age, my son, and so on. Even you both also, but this child of yours surely suffered a terrible fate because you guys didn't inherit the spear at the right time. I died at the age of 45 or 50, and the age for inheriting the spear was 20 or 25, but due to your negligence for our traditions, you both didn't follow the customs and didn't inherit the spear. As a result, the bloodlines broke, and the spear decided to change its wielder, and you all suffered such a fate! Guess hoping for more good than needed for future generations brings more harm than fortune to upcoming generations, but still, I am glad that my entire bloodline didn't have to face a cursed fate like me and was able to pass on to the afterlife easily!" Hearing his words, tears started to shed from the eyes of the husband and wife, as now they knew their mistake; their ignorance towards their own customs brought such ruin to their own lives. Hearing the words of truth surely felt bitter in their hearts. While he was speaking, a strange kind of glow started to come from the spear, and the spear turned into a teenage brat with black clothes and spoke with quite childish expressions towards that priest: "Jaish, kid, we met again, and why are you blaming these kids for not following your sluggish customs, as they were way too difficult to inherit, and surely it was you who forced me to stay in your family until I had an inheritor, so it was you who should feel bad about keeping me in your bloodline cage!" Hearing his words, tears started to perk from the eyes of the priest guy, and Antak and I were insanely shocked by seeing such a change of events, as this brat-looking heavenly kid was no other than my spear, so seeing him, I was pretty dumbstruck, and the priest guy spoke while sobbing his eyes out, "Brat, you are still calling me kid despite having that tiny avatar. Just how many years has it been?" "You creep, you even rejected my call. Just getting new clothes surely made you stingy, right?" Hearing his words, kid started to giggle while speaking " Well I lost the count because of geez, other people of your generation were no fun, only you were the interesting and funny guy who I liked and then as your son inherited me, he started to treat me something like god or some kind of worship place, well surely it was a bit nice for few days comparing to your arrogant behaviour but then I started to miss you, in your every generation, I hoped that someone could be found like you, stubborn and same relentless and just wish to take me in his hands and conquer everything in its path but your every successor was just a mere believer and they only treated me like some god who is just meant to give them happy times or relief from their pain, they made me forget about myself, I was insanely frustrated and i was looking for escape and the moment these kids denied to inherit me, i saw a glimpse of change, of ending this curse, So fate started to play its cards, and I was left in the graveyard when some creep managed to break my madness. I was just soaked in the blood and soul of your successors, and this creepy bastard managed to pull me out of there. Despite being silly, he was as courageous and mad as you, which gave me hope to again follow someone. Kid, you surely put me in such a creepy bind that I was insanely suffocated in it, but now I got this kid, and you can now pass to the afterlife and enjoy your moments. You won't be looking for a fight with me again, right?" Hearing his words, the priest guy looked pretty pale and was feeling a deep sorrow, and I was sure that what this priest was feeling was the pain of choosing his new people by sacrificing his old buddy, so the sorrow surely was covering both of their hearts, and that's why the spear rejected his touch.
