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Judgment
"Where am I?"
I found myself staring into the skies of the World of Souls, otherwise called the Zero World.
"Where are they?"
I found myself questioning my eyes, I was in the Realm of the Immortals; yet, there were none to be found.
"I feel their presence; but, where in the blasted Hell are they?"
I felt their presence, it frightened me; but at the same time thrilled me. I walked along the cold decadent clouds of the Zero World, pondering what I'd do to rebel against the Immortals that brought me here. Through death I was brought here, though it was not my time to die. Those Immortals saw how strong I was becoming, and how close I was to fulfilling my promise, but that scared them; and of course, they killed me.
"Show yourselves! I'm growing impatience of your ignorant avoidance!"
I discovered myself yelling to those that had shut their ears to my pleas. As I grew more and more impatient, my anger began to reach its limitations. I could feel the blood rushing to my head as my anger began to squirm inside my bowels. Before I knew it, my thoughts of vengeance had found words and I was yelling them to the omniscient hearing of the Immortals. Before long I realized even my ramblings of vengeance and malice fell on deaf ears. Then I noticed a small change in the core of my being. I felt a sense of renewal and déjà vu, I then remembered my promise, my godhood, and my redemption. It was the time of my ascension; I knew what I had to do. I felt the pleasure of my energy being restored to me, I began to grasp its power, mold it, and use it.
"There is no mistaking it now fools! This is my time for redemption and your Judgment I shall deem according to my content."
The aura of my uncanny power swirled around me; I sensed my power and control over all I saw. My mental curse of Masamune was released and I controlled even the very mind of my dear sword. I then felt alone; my mighty blade of destruction, valor, and honor was not at my side. Those Immortals left it in the hands of mortals, what fools I thought they were. I would simply have to claim it for myself, yet again.
"It is time, transcend all barriers of the mortals you served and betrayed, blood omen and massacre bringer. Come forth into the Realm of the Immortals; take your place upon my right side, Masamune."
I solemnly awaited the arrival of my sword, Masamune, I would be its final master, and no other mortal would lay its death ridden hands upon its blade. I waited for mere minutes in that realm and then through a rip in the clouds came forth the legendary sword Masamune. As I grasped the handle of Masamune I spoke to it, I told it of its retribution and my redemption; I prepared its spirit for the judgment about to commence. This was truly the last moments of the Immortals, soon I would be the sole ruler of the Zero World, and it was time to pass judgment upon those worthless souls.
"Awaken mighty blade of Masamune, your time of retribution has come, may your anger and vengeance be swift as my redemption and ascension be powerful! Ascend to your rightful place among the realm of your birth, show these pitiful 'gods' what you're truly capable of, what they have feared would one day happen! I shall soon deem these 'gods' unworthy of life, and hereby sentence them to mortal living! Now, arise Masamune, let my power and yours be one! Let us purge this repulsive realm! The day of the Judgment has arisen!"
"Judgment"
Judgment
"Where am I?"
I found myself staring into the skies of the World of Souls, otherwise called the Zero World.
"Where are they?"
I found myself questioning my eyes, I was in the Realm of the Immortals; yet, there were none to be found.
"I feel their presence; but, where in the blasted Hell are they?"
I felt their presence, it frightened me; but at the same time thrilled me. I walked along the cold decadent clouds of the Zero World, pondering what I'd do to rebel against the Immortals that brought me here. Through death I was brought here, though it was not my time to die. Those Immortals saw how strong I was becoming, and how close I was to fulfilling my promise, but that scared them; and of course, they killed me.
"Show yourselves! I'm growing impatience of your ignorant avoidance!"
I discovered myself yelling to those that had shut their ears to my pleas. As I grew more and more impatient, my anger began to reach its limitations. I could feel the blood rushing to my head as my anger began to squirm inside my bowels. Before I knew it, my thoughts of vengeance had found words and I was yelling them to the omniscient hearing of the Immortals. Before long I realized even my ramblings of vengeance and malice fell on deaf ears. Then I noticed a small change in the core of my being. I felt a sense of renewal and déjà vu, I then remembered my promise, my godhood, and my redemption. It was the time of my ascension; I knew what I had to do. I felt the pleasure of my energy being restored to me, I began to grasp its power, mold it, and use it.
"There is no mistaking it now fools! This is my time for redemption and your Judgment I shall deem according to my content."
The aura of my uncanny power swirled around me; I sensed my power and control over all I saw. My mental curse of Masamune was released and I controlled even the very mind of my dear sword. I then felt alone; my mighty blade of destruction, valor, and honor was not at my side. Those Immortals left it in the hands of mortals, what fools I thought they were. I would simply have to claim it for myself, yet again.
"It is time, transcend all barriers of the mortals you served and betrayed, blood omen and massacre bringer. Come forth into the Realm of the Immortals; take your place upon my right side, Masamune."
I solemnly awaited the arrival of my sword, Masamune, I would be its final master, and no other mortal would lay its death ridden hands upon its blade. I waited for mere minutes in that realm and then through a rip in the clouds came forth the legendary sword Masamune. As I grasped the handle of Masamune I spoke to it, I told it of its retribution and my redemption; I prepared its spirit for the judgment about to commence. This was truly the last moments of the Immortals, soon I would be the sole ruler of the Zero World, and it was time to pass judgment upon those worthless souls.
"Awaken mighty blade of Masamune, your time of retribution has come, may your anger and vengeance be swift as my redemption and ascension be powerful! Ascend to your rightful place among the realm of your birth, show these pitiful 'gods' what you're truly capable of, what they have feared would one day happen! I shall soon deem these 'gods' unworthy of life, and hereby sentence them to mortal living! Now, arise Masamune, let my power and yours be one! Let us purge this repulsive realm! The day of the Judgment has arisen!"
"Judgment"