Machete
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The sword passes through the robe, which is strangely viscous like jelly, and stops somewhere in the middle of the Herald's "body." A terrible shriek pierces your eardrums. The Herald begins to glow from within... brighter... even brighter... the light slowly begins to be absorbed by the sword.
- The Soul Hunter has accepted you! - a voice echoes as if from all sides. You break out in a cold sweat.
Darkness descends.
(From your perspective during the battle, your body was constantly twitching, and various emotions were constantly changing on your face. And finally, peace came.)
You sleep peacefully for some time and can wake up without any visible consequences.
In your hand is a sword.
The "Soul Catcher" Sword
You cannot part with it. If it is even a short distance away, you are immediately overcome with a fit of rage, and you try to get it back without thinking about anything.
The sword provides a +2 bonus to attack. Upon hitting, the opponent receives spiritual wounds. If the sword remains in the creature for a long time (10-20 seconds), the creature's soul is absorbed into it. This increases the attack by 0-3 (depending on the soul). The bonus attack decreases by 1 each day.
You are obligated to fulfill the tasks of the Soul Hunter.
...I had a wonderful dream. For the first time in a long time, I didn't fight anyone. I wasn't overwhelmed by memories that faded with the dream at dawn. The mystical figures from the vague past did not torment me.
I simply walked through an ancient and majestic forest. Bright rays of morning sun pierced through the foliage. Carefree birds sang arias in the treetops...
...A little later, I lazily opened my eyes and saw something similar in the window opposite.
I've got a hole in my pocket!
© Ринго Старр
© Ринго Старр
