---- Ceremony Hall ----
The bells of the cathedral were ringing loudly and through the doors came one man, the current king of Lafira and the whole country of Alagriah, Mathias Greysworth.
Everyone in the church turned to look at the door, where the King was gracefully walking towards the pedestal. As he stood on it in front of everyone he talked loudly,
"I welcome you all, young ones and old ones, to this years "Soul Ceremony", where our children, our pride, will receive their own weapon, so they can go to the academy and learn important things about their way of career, learn to fight and many other things. Hereby I declare this years Soul Ceremony for start." His words echoed through the hall and loud cheering broke out within the seats.
"I will now explain how this works. First, you will come up here and concentrate fully on this mirror and say this "Et sic satiata est anima mea in vobis notissima intueri pars vestrum permission.", Your weapon will then manifest into your hands. The First Person, Petano Libra, come to me."
When the king said these words one person stood up and nervously but still a bit graceful (i guess) walked towards the king. "My name is Petano, I'm here to ask to receive my soul weapon." The king nodded and gestured him to go to the mirror. He spoke the words and concentrated.
Everything was quiet for a moment until-
"I got it! My own soul weapon!" He was so excited and happy that he forgot he stood in front of the king. As he turned around Everyone could see his weapon now. It was a big, white spear with a sharp blade at the top. The blade rose out of what resembled the head of a white tiger. Black stripes were on the spear like a snow tiger. It gave off a cold aura, Ice affinity I guess.
You could hear gasps among the seated people.
The king gave the kid a blessing, and the kid went back to his parents.
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It went on with numerous kids getting their weapons one after another until-
"Now, for 48th one, I call my own son to come to me." The people were quiet as they wanted to witness what kind of majestic weapon he will get.
His son had blonde hair like his father, purple eyes and wore a suit worthy of royalty. It was an azure blue suit with golden stripes going around some edges.
He went to the mirror, spoke the incantation, and it was complete silence again.
Suddenly a big swirl of fire came out of nowhere, and within that swirl was a scarlet red sword that seemed to come out of legends. As the swirl disappeared more and more the sword slowly descended into his hands. (Imagine the Draedic Sword from Skyrim in a scarlet red and black)
As they saw the flaming sword they gasped in awe, but you could also see stares of admiration, envy and various other emotions.
His father gave him his blessing and his son calmly returned to his seat.
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Now it was Lenia's turn. As the king called out for her she gracefully stood up and walked toward the king with elegant steps. You wouldn't belive she is only 10 years old.
She stood in front of the mirror and spoke the incantation.
There was a raging wind coming from outside and and inside. It was howling like a pack of wild wolves going on a hunt for their prey.
Two daggers manifested themselves in a whirlwind. Slowly the wind slowed down and Lenia grabbed the two daggers that were hovering in mid-air. They had heads of dragons on their grips and short, bended blades. (Imagine Silver Kris Dragon Dagger)
Lenia turned around and walked towards the king. She didn't really show it but you could see the joy and excitement in her beautiful eyes.
As she got back to her seat she couldn't hold it any longer and quietly screamed in joy so only we could hear it. "Aaaahhhhh did you see my daggers, they're soo coool!"
"They are amazing. Only people with big mana pools and those whose soul is very close with an element can have that specific element manifest the weapons for themselves. That means you both have a very big mana pool and you have a strong affinity with wind, and the prince has a very strong affinity with fire." I explained so that she could understand that she is special, stronger than others, like the prince.
"Sooo coool, does that mean I'm Special or something?" She asked with an excited face.
"Yes you are. Talents like you are rare, so be sure to train hard."
"Yes, I will! By the way shouldn't it be your turn soon?"
"Yeah I'm the last one. Hopefully I get something good." I mean I will master any weapon that may come.
As I was thinking that-
"Leo Kuara -which is my last name, yes- come to me and receive your weapon."
"Alright, wish me luck!" I said as I stood up. I was walking with a calm expression towards the king and then towards the mirror.
As I stood before the mirror, I concentrated, but something felt not quite right about this object. I spoke the incantation and my conciousness was being sucked into the mirror.
"Where am I? What happened?" I looked around, confused as to where I am.
"You are inside your own soul." A strong and clear voice told me. It came from everywhere and it gave me chills.
"Wh- Who are you?" I asked frightened by this power emanating from somewhere.
"You need not fear me, human. You should fear this part of yourself, this part of your soul." The voice said.
Suddenly the output of the power was getting stronger, and when I turned around I saw it. My soul weapon. I couldn't see what it was but it pulled me towards it.
" Stop." The voice declared but I wanted that power. I had to. As I started walking again- "I said stop, human. This power is none you could ever hope to control. Return to the mortal world and never come here again." I din't wanna listen to it, I still walked towards it. As I was close enough I could touch it but I still couldn't see what it was. The only thing I knew was, that what was in front of me was pure power.
I grabbed it and my consciousness was being released again. When I opened my eyes I could see Darkness. Darkness that could devour anything. As I stared into that abyss, my eyes went back to the shattered mirror where I could still see myself. A dark veil wrapped itself around me like a cloak. My hair had turned into a void-like black and my grey eyes were a raging purple. Something drippled down from my hair. It was blood. (WN: He didn't kill anybody, It just happens) saw it. Out of the neverending darkness came a pitch black scythe with purple flames protruding from various parts of it's "body". Dark swirls danced around the scythe beautifully. (Imagine the Death Sickle fron Terraria but much more detailed, pitch black, and more deadly)
When I grabbed the scythe the neverending abyss around me was sucked into it and I could see my surroundings again. The first thing I could see was a devastated pedestal and a terrified king as well as hundreds of terrified gazes, amongst them was my family and Lenia's too.
As I put the scythe away, my body returned to normal and I just stood there with cold eyes. It feels like something inside of me had died, when I grabbed that scythe. No, when I accepted that power.
I could see that my family was terrified of me. I could see it in their eyes, in their souls. So for a long time everything was silent until the king finally decided to walk towards me with his guards.
Suddenly my consciousness began to fade and before I knew it I fell unconsciouss.