Before me is the Sword of Hope.

The defeater of evil, crusher of dragons, destroyer of demons.

Here it is before me. As the heroes disappeared, I have the mighty sword that will save us all.

I lift it up, it is light. I feel its power surge through me. I will be unstoppable. With the old heroes gone, mightier than me, I am now their equal with this weapon.

Then it speaks to me.

“Yet another hero fool has walked into my trap”

That sounds bad.

Another hero disappears.

And the sword makes its call for the next one.

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By | 2018-06-15T01:09:43+00:00 May 18th, 2018|100 Word Stories|