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Btw this was inspired from many fanfiction works like from fake dreams, tainted steel, fate Grand dungeon and many other fics I read.
And no flames and I only accept critics from named people from comments and unnamed guests will be ignored that's all.
Sorry to keep your time and have fun reading writing as my past time.
the beginning of a sentient sword chapter 1 part 1
Epilogue
Inside the forge, lay there a Smith holding a sword with its bare hand. Unconcerned from the heat produced by the primordial fire as the smith is in a hyper focused state, while the right hand is wielding an immaculate hammer filled with mysteries and hitting the sword precisely.
using divine blood gathered from the many goddesses and gods it is as if a sword had gained a small semblance of sentience and the sword glowed a golden haze for a moment.
As it dissipates, the magical energy formed around the sword and drank the divine blood with gusto that the carefully filled around it wasn't spilled.
Now that sword created a magical presence around it..
I waited patiently..
...
.. nothing happened
And I waited...
... No response
Time passed inside the forge, it felt like an eternity
"The sword... Becomes a sword with only a world sized pocket bag? No sentience in some capacity.. I see..." A sword fell and Hephaestus slumped helplessly into the floor and the goddess held her face trying to accept the true facts of this world, ever since gods can't conceive a child in the mortal world nor create one with it's own divine abilities since their own was sealed due to their own rules and regulations. But the goddess of the smiths, Hephaestus wasn't deterred from that since no one would love her for what she was ever since that blasted eye.. the goddess thought something crazy, that even gods would stir away from that. Partly she wanted to spite the gods and goddesses that spoke behind her by being the first god to procreate a demigod through smithy. And the other part is to break the myth that the gods and goddesses couldn't procreate with the mortals in the mortal realm.
Project Pandora
To forge a child of my own although it was a failure, nonetheless it was another way of experience
As soon as Hephaestus removes the arm that was covering her eyes above face, she starts chuckling a few times now and turns into full blown laughter.
" Hahahahahaha! I see now that no matter what we the divine could not conceive a child of our own " the smith goddess finally accepted wholeheartedly.
However, during that time where the goddess of smith was mulling over her very not so first failure after the other hundred of failed swords with the same world space stashed inside the very sword she made recently.
" ... "
The world turned into gray as time seemingly stopped, la small magic portal appeared that looked like a small clump of swirling mass of void, were created beside the sword.
A small childlike hand wearing a white transparent gloves burst around the small portal that caused a small blur and quickly grabbed the sword and dragged it inside the very same portal that the small hand went through.
As soon the portal disappeared and time was slowly fixed. During that time many of the gears within the world and the dungeon has a cause and effect in the future.
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The sword was gone, the smith goddess pulled herself up.
" I should probably tell them that Project Pandora failed "
Hephaestus couldn't help but sigh, that she didn't know why the goddess of smith such as herself would throw a sword away it would be better to recycle it or sell the sword inside her smithing store.
And why did I hear someone screaming.. what is it called again as it was almost a whisper but I heard it clearly ' world item! 'and I never know why it was called like that. Well that's probably a voice Inside my mind messing with me i guess. since i was out of my hyper focused state and i was hungry as my mind and vision swirling around me and blacked out again for the fourth time in this week.
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Thank you for reading and this is my first time writing this fic
