Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-26517142-20160618123706

Armors and Swords abound.......

Being from a prestigious line of Heroes under the Holy Order's service, you were told to follow those before you and register as a kingdom champion. With your parent's strict guidance, you enlisted yourself in a rigorous traning regiment and in no time, you learn the skills and knowledge of what it takes to slay a Demon Lord. There is one problem though: you have no armor to arm yourself up.

Running out of options, your father suggests you take up the family armor set passed down from generation to generation. But you know otherwise: the armor has already turned into a Mamono, a Living Armor that seems to have set its sight on you ever since you were a bit younger. In your remote childish fear she would run berserk, you hurriedly locked her in your grandpa's cellar, swearing never to open it. Your father laughs at the joke you pulled and ask you once more to don it (you understand he can't see her). After more pressing urges, you agree to his whims.

You unlock your grandpa's cellar, and sure enough,she awaits you, a steely glare that hungers for lust locked on you alone.

"Welcome. My knight." She says. A lump gathers on your throat.

What will you do?  