The Son of God
Ancient weapons
In the dungeon, there was a fight that was quite fierce they fought to make the dungeon shake very hard as if it was going to collapse.
On the other hand, a man wearing a black robe and a skull helmet was standing. In a single glance, others would see him as a god of death.
He looked at what was in front of him seriously and then jumped like he was into the water. With a single leap he entered into a gleaming pile of gold.
“Hahahaha. It's heaven! All this gold is mine!!”
The man laughed loudly while lying on top of the pile of gold. But while enjoying his happy feelings, suddenly a very soft voice called out to him.
“Hey, you're there. Come.”
The black-robed man stood up and looked for the source of the voice. Unknowingly he was standing in front of a jet-black sword.
The aura coming out of that sword felt extremely terrifying and sinister.
“Did you call me?”
“True. You can call me Void, I am an ancient weapon.”
The man frowned as if the sword speech was unbelievable.
“What does that mean by that look?! I am truly an ancient weapon that is almighty!!”
“You think I'll believe the sword's utterance?”
“Have it, listen to me. I am a weapon with a lot of abilities. My master used to be a god, and now I choose you as my new master so be thankful.”
The man sighed with a sword stance at her.
“Ya, yes. But I don't want to be your master, sorry.”
“What did you say?! I chose you as my master You should be happy, right?”
“When you say you want me to be your master of course I am happy. But, I don't like your arrogant attitude. Dah.”
The man turned around and tried to leave the sword behind.
“Alright, alright! I admit I just want to get out of here! But I chose you as my master because you have a god-like aura!!”
The sword revealed all his plans and the man turned around then grinned behind his helmet on the sword.
“So my guess is right. You just want to get out of here by making me your master.”
“What's more important, you said I have a god aura? Unfortunately I am only a human who has the power of gods.”
Hearing that, the black sword was extremely shocked. It was impossible for a human to have the power of a god even his strength almost exceeded that of a god himself.
Even if what he said was true then he was an existence that had to be annihilated.
“K-You must be kidding me, right?”
“So you don't trust me? It's okay I also don't care about other people's responses.”
“K-Then, do you want to make me your weapon?”
“Before that, what was your ability like?”
“I can slash anything, be it magic, people, monsters, even dimensions.”
“Only that?”
“T-Of course not. If you can, I can turn into anything other than a sword. Such as bow, scythe, spear, stick, even shield.”
“So so. Pretty convincing, well I'll make you my weapon.”
“Oh really?! Then go directly to the contract?”
“Hah?”
The man was quite confused, although he said he wanted to be his weapon but having to make contact was very strange for the man.
“"Huh?" Your eye! If you want to use my powers of course you have to do a contract.”
“Dasic trouble. All right, so how is it?”
“You just gave me a little blood and the contract is done.”
The man bit his index finger and a drop of blood flowed from the tip of the blade to a black sphere that was in the middle of the sword hilt.
”Your blood is very good. Well my name is void.”
“I'm Ren Orion. Dark knight, Noir.”
And after performing the contract, the man saw three scrolls. When he was about to take it, in an instant the three scrolls entered the man's head.
