It took 2 weeks before I had grown accustomed to the blindness and started using hearing and the feeling of the world around me to interact with the world. The number of times I fell into the lake was innumerable. I was saved the first few times but Nimuë, as I found was her name, got bored of it and told me to figure it out myself. Eventually, I had figured out that using my enhanced hearing I could hear a lot of things such as the movement of the water or rustling of trees and stopped walking into things. That’s where I was right now and I had started being able to use hearing to navigate and feeling out for food and water. It was on this night that I had a real conversation with Nimuë she had decided to answer a question I had asked her shortly after claiming the dungeon domain. Why was she here and what made her stay.

Nimuë pov explaining to Myrrha

I was a young woman when the events that lead me to reside here began and I did not always belong to this world I was of another a simpler world with very straight forward rules of magic and there was one man that had abilities far beyond that of mortals, his name was Merlin and he would go on to become legend. Alas, I am getting ahead of myself I was born many centuries before that to a family of blacksmithery. The magic that still existed ran in our blood and worked wonders on what we would forge. 6 blades were created by my family which were unrivalled one of which resides in my very possession even now. These swords would go on to all impact the world in their own way. All of them in fact now reside inside this world along with many other treasures that have found their way to this world.

The first of which I will describe being Kusanagi. This blade was worthy of being wielded by the gods themselves and was gifted from brother to sister and then from the goddess to the emperor of a nation. In a huge battle, the sword was lost and arrived in this world.

Next is Durandal a blade made from objects which held the power of faith and while the sword was made for the use of good the atrocious acts carried out in non-self defence meant that the sword grew conscious of the havoc it was causing and using the strength of the objects it was made from used holy magic to teleport itself into the hands of a righteous creature upon this world.

While Durandal was created out of goodness the next blade was created to be used for slaughter and nothing else. Upon creation, a curse appeared in the blade due to its sharpness the curse would slice not only the enemy but shave years from the user also. Upon hearing about this amazing katana a demon rose up from the earth and claimed the sword for itself. The demon sat and meditated on the blade and eventually the curse was transferred to him specifically. I have heard that the demon lives to this day many many miles away from here feeding the curse with the souls of slain enemies. The sword, however, is still with him.

Although the swords mentioned so far all had reason for existing the next was actually created on a whim but it was used many years later by a folk hero this sword was actually named behemoth but upon use by the hero its name was forgotten its size is indeed worthy of its name at 2.25 inches wide at the base, 5-feet-4-inches long, it’s blade 4-feet-4-inches long, and it weighs 5.95 pounds this sword would not only sunder the opponents if it could not cut, it would simply crush the defences of whatever was in its path.

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The last blade that is not my own actually is very similar in ability to the manaore in your veins Myrrha it uses the earth to restore itself to optimal strength by refining the earth it is near into metal needed to build itself back to the condition it began in. during this process, it may even supplement itself with metal it had not even begun being created with. Last I heard it was in this world and had a core of solid elementium a metal that is made of the very essence of the elements

And last but by no means least is the sword I myself hold dear Excalibur, the sword in the stone, it has many legends attached to it where I come from but the one tied to myself is indeed the truth. I had been gifted this sword upon its creation after being agreed upon that I would marry the royalty of a land called Albion upon leaving I was gifted the sword of a leader Excalibur it would not only be extremely sharp but also hold the ability to increase the ability of anyone that counts the owner as an authority figure in a large amount when I arrived here I found that it was actually a percentage increase to all statistics in a radius around the wielder. That’s beside the point right now as when I arrived I spent 4 years in the company of the royal family and admired the lake that the capital had been built near. Before 6 years had been completed of the marriage the royalty attempted to take the sword by force from me. Little did they know that it was bound to me and upon trying to steal it they had doomed themselves all of the magic that was residing inside of the whole royal family was thrown inside of Excalibur rendering them weak and frail. That magic was unable to be contained inside of it and warped me into that which you see before you. Looking down I remembered the way I had been changed where once I was a beautiful maiden I was enhanced to be able to live in water for eternity as Albion was an island the magic the family had was the water affinity heavily however upon the magic draining the family it had also removed a lot of it from the air and sent it into a lake very close to the center of the island in the south region I decided that only the one worthy of the sword would be crowned the rightful king and plunged the sword inside of a stone before retreating to slumber inside of the lake I had admired all that time.

It was as I said earlier centuries before anyone remotely worthwhile appeared and at this time appeared a slew of many interesting individuals this happened because of a phenomenon known as a blue moon this moon was visible in the night sky many times and each time it did a child was born that leaked magic into the world once more. One such child found my sword in the stone and removed it. Magic had engraved he who removes this sword from the stone will become the rightful king of Albion this child's name was Arthur. He did indeed go on to become king. That is a story for if he survived the trip what is important is that Merlin was another person who had been born under a blue moon but had time to master the magic he was given and instead of the magic infiltrating him physically he learned to manipulate mana as you have. I watched him and learned the ways as I rose from my lake he found himself charmed. This was, however, his mistake as although he had fallen for me I was not ok with humans anymore as the way the royals had treated me so as he leant in for a kiss I was shocked and losing control of my magic Merlin became a tree the tree absorbed so much magic from the surrounding due to the fact it was, in fact, Merlin that it created a gateway very small that over time grew. By the time it reached stability to transport anything Arthur had long since returned Excalibur and went to ascend as others before he had done. This was the time when all of the magic and magical treasures of my old world were transported here. The energy to transfer such long distances was too much and the portal shattered while sending all of these magic touched things all over this world. But I was back to having this sword. Since then I have had very little contact with anything not of this area and you showed up.

Myrrha pov

I could tell this was not everything to be known of Nimuë but it was enough for one conversation