Happy Life
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- Yeah, - Helmut scratched his ear. - Only someone living in a truly miserable place could come up with something like that. No well-fed, prosperous country would sink so low...
The soldier drew a sword that shimmered with all sorts of reflections.
- What if I kill you? For real? See... I'm cursed, - he smiled broadly, shook his head, and shrugged apologetically. - You noticed, didn't you? My weapon not only burns flesh but also destroys the soul. To survive, I had to pay with the lives of all my friends... I don't know what it is! But it left its mark on me.
The sergeant breathed heavily, and sweat beaded on his forehead. It took several long moments to stop the trembling in his limbs.
The soldier drew a sword that shimmered with all sorts of reflections.
- What if I kill you? For real? See... I'm cursed, - he smiled broadly, shook his head, and shrugged apologetically. - You noticed, didn't you? My weapon not only burns flesh but also destroys the soul. To survive, I had to pay with the lives of all my friends... I don't know what it is! But it left its mark on me.
The sergeant breathed heavily, and sweat beaded on his forehead. It took several long moments to stop the trembling in his limbs.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
