Day 5 as an Adventurer

We all woke up to the warm environment around us which was emitted by the blade of the Nightgard. I was stretching and then the prick Gregg slaps me on my bare back hard and said "Wake the fuck up, Jailbait, we have a tight schedule to do. Yesterday, all we did was jack off and laid down all day. Now, we are getting the damn sword. Now get your clothes on or I won't save you from another Succubus, Ok?" I then got dressed and got my stuff together. Azihana tapped me on the shoulder to me "Is that true about the Succubus?" I nodded and she looked away in disappointment.

All of us got dressed, looked at the sword, and Gregg said "Jailbait's lifting the sword" and he shoved me towards it. Now everyone is staring at me, so I grabbed the hilt and pulled. It didn't come out… I miss my strength from the old world…

I walked away from the sword, I looked at Gregg and he said "What? I ain't lifting that! Kaleb, lift this two hundred year old junk in the rock." Kaleb gave Gregg a side eye, he still went forward to lift the sword up from the ground. He struggled and gave up for a moment. Gregg looked at Azihana and said "Go ahead, Romp. Lif-" Kaleb cuts him off by shoving his palm in his face. "Hold on! I'm not done yet." Kaleb said.

Kaleb tries to lift the sword with full effort and I got worried that some of his veins were glowing. He eventually got it out, the cave went cold, and dark. Kaleb was screaming in pain as the heat went inside of his body and straight to his head. He passed out for a few minutes before rising with a new aura around him. What was of Kaleb was no longer there, he's now a former shell of himself, a new owner is now using his shell as a residence.

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As he opened his mouth and spoke with a different voice "Alas, I am set free! After the passage of two long centuries... entombed within a hellish realm that was never my rightful abode... I have re-emerged in a corporeal form! A robust mortal frame! A vessel worthy of my claim. As the dragon and I entwined our very essences in pursuit of vengeance, we shall wield this body to cleanse the manifold evils of humankind!" This voice was deep and loud as a preacher giving his sermons to the masses. "And I shall commence with thee three wicked souls and hereticks; by this blade, I shall purge thee of thy transgressions! Thus, to be dispatched is to find pardon, and earthly bonds are but the harbingers of demise! I shall summon the wrath of Veega to till the mortal realm in mine unceasing crusade! As I am the Nightgard!" He charges towards me with the sword and swings it at me, but I get kicked out of the way by Gregg. Gregg and Azihana grabbed their respective swords and started to team up on the possessed Kaleb, but every swing didn't hit as he was dodging them. The Possessed Kaleb punches the hell out of Azihana and knocks her out with a right uppercut as he parries Gregg's attack before stabbing him in his side and Gregg let out a scream of pain before getting tossed off the cliff. I grabbed my knife and charged at him before he grabbed me by the throat, I stabbed him in the neck, but he didn't flinch and stared at me in the eyes. He then finally spoke and said "In the forthcoming hours, a singular sentiment shall envelop you, repentance…" he dropped me off the clift. I fell down fast and screamed before getting my arm broken and maybe a few ankles after hitting the wall of the mountain. And finally I landed on my head. And I'm telling you this after a coma took about a half a day and I would usually write these at the end of the day, but I didn't wake up until sunrise, so… shit….