User blog:Notadeadguy/Lucky 7's: Episode 2- Expect the Unexpected

Episode 2: Expect The Unexpected

Martyn's pov:

I've been riding inside of a carriage for about an hour ever since those soldiers picked me up. It was like one of those fine carriages you would see in a child's fairy tale like cinderella. The seats were softer than the hugpillows my sister had back home, and the walls of the carriage were painted gold with victorian-like patterns sketched over them. The only one inside the carriage was me.Everyone else was on horseback, riding alongside me. No one really said a word so the atmosphere was strange.

As for me, I was just in deep thought as I stared at the new weapon in my hand. It was a Beam Katana like the one from one of my favorite videogames. It was turned off right now so it only looked like the hilt of a broken blade. Most people would have mistaken his weapon as merely a toy, but the reality was that it could possibly be one of the most dangerous weapons of this world if I  could use it properly.

The weapon worked like this. I just merely had to press a switch on the back of it and the cap of the hilt would pop up like a remote-controlled controller. A reciever would then pop up at the top and then a laser would rise out of the sword, stopping right under the cap where the reciever would be. So that was how it turned on, and if I needed to turn it off, all I had to do was press the switch and it would turn back into a mere hilt once again.

As I have already learned, the katana shpuld be able to cut through stuff easily considering that the slime girl simply just fell on top of the blade, and it split her into two ( with a couple of burns). I can only assume that it should be able to cut through most things like the slime as well, so I could say that this thing was pretty deadly.

However, there was one downside to this weapon. After all, for great power comes great responsibilty!

... or something like that.

Anyway, the problem with this sword was the reciever. Sharp as it may look, it can't really stab into flesh. I already tried to do that, but it didn't do a thing. It's sole purpose was to activate the laser, and that was it. But that's the problem. If I tried to stab someone then the reciever could get in the way and break, and if I remembered what would happen to the sword if the antenna were to break then I know that my beam katana won't work.

So what I'm trying to say is that, my weapon can only slash otherwise my sword could break if I tried anything else with it.

My thoughts were cut short, when the carriage stops. Whe  I sticked my head out the window I saw a huge gate with guards guarding it; and the goatee guy talking to them before getting on his horse again.

The gates open and beyond that gate was a huge city, and a ton of people were over near the gate screaming and shouting loud joyously.

The phrases, "It's the Hero!" or "We're saved" is all I can hear from them.

...

Wait a minute... am I supposed to be the hero?

'Seems that way don't you think?'

<p style="text-align:left;">I jumped out of my seat in less than a second before regaining my composure.

<p style="text-align:left;">'What? Don't you like to have company?'

<p style="text-align:left;">I sigh in relief,"No, I do. It's just weird to speak to a voice in your head." I was so lost in thoughg before that I forgot that I wasn't technically alone on this trip. The voice calls itself as a God. In my opinion, it all sounds like bullshit but considering that the dude just saved my ass, I had no choice but to believe him for now.

<p style="text-align:left;">'You know I could read your thoughts rights?'

<p style="text-align:left;">I pause, "...No. I didn't know that."

<p style="text-align:left;">'Well then let me get my words straight' the voice coughed a bit and then breathed in. 'Listen Well Mortal. What you may consider bullshit now is my title as God, but for the record I am a God. If you don't believe my story to the upmost intent, you will possibly lose all the benefits for having me Aethiest.'

<p style="text-align:left;">...

<p style="text-align:left;">... I don't know whether or not to feel fear from that or raise my hands going What The Fuck!? In his sudden statement.

<p style="text-align:left;">The feeling I got from this Voice's aura was cold and threatening. Fortunately it didn't last long as the carriage stopped once again at a stereotypical medieval castle at the center of the city.

<p style="text-align:left;">*Third person pov*

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Martyn was shortly taken inside and welcomed by many guards who all wore order outfits even the one he met before was there and said that they were counting on him for something.