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Shut up: You, Nymphomaniac Evil Sword

Author: Half_Blind
War
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A young philosopher ends up in a war-torn world, where he finds himself among the poor and needy rebels who fight against the humongous army of the corrupted and merciless Alliance government. The Mystery behind his appearance in this new world, slowly unravels as he travels the magical world and faces new challenges. The story follows the philosopher's journey along with his companion, a Nymphomaniac Evil sword, through this modern and magical world, as he experiences different battles, adventures and his own personal dilemmas. Please bear with my English and Thank you all for reading Disclaimer :The cover picture doesn't belong to me, if the artist wants it to be removed it will be removed......

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Chapter 1The last quest

"cough... cough .... How long has it been, how many times did I challenge him I can't even remember ..... I still failed, and that guy didn't even sweat..... did I give my all, I believe I did.

Even the Mythical weapon, The holy sword Aremya ... failed, .... I don't regret this death, in fact I have been waiting for an end ....

I can rest finally with my comrades and Aremya... they have been waiting for me for a long time, but I don't know how to face them, even with all the sacrifices that they made, we still failed ... I still failed..."

Coughing some more blood, Sam looked forward, He could see all the craters that had formed due to the epic battle that he fought just earlier and now he was hanging on a wall with a broken sword piercing through his heart and into the wall behind.

"Aremya it has been a long journey, I wanted to say many things to you.... but you would never listen to me and stop chattering .... Only if I could hear your voice again.... now that you are finally silent I don't know what to speak... and neither are you able to hear.... hah .."

" At least I could die with you still in my heart, literally ...

... you would have really made fun of me for that bad joke....

maybe I should have just listened to you and left, instead of blindly following the old philosophies ....

Confusius said

"When it is obvious that the goals cannot be reached, don't adjust the goals, adjust the action steps."

and I was foolish enough to follow it.

He also said.....

"The man of wisdom is never of two minds;

the man of benevolence never worries;

the man of courage is never afraid."

he really has his way to convince people to their death.... or maybe it was me who didn't understand the true meaning.... "

He slowly tilted his head upward, to see a grand platform in the distance and the steps leading to it. He saw a grand golden throne and the humongous green figure sitting on it.

There was a bloody and majestic aura surrounding this figure, It was none other than the Undefeated Goblin emperor, the Ultimate boss of this dungeon .

He wore a golden sleeveless armor, along with golden helmet that covered half of his face and golden gauntlets in each of his arms, two weapons rested on either sides of the throne , an axe and a scepter both black in color and giving out a bloody red aura.

Both were weapons beyond Mythical level weapons.. The green guy was looking at him with sleepy eyes, clearly bored...

" Maybe if I got my hands on one of those black weapons... I might have had a chance... but they are soul weapons that will only obey its master... hah...I wonder what happened to that gluttonous fellow..... I am feeling dizzy..."

The green guy stood up from his throne and removed his helmet..... Before he completely closed his eyes, Sam was able to get a last glance at the enemies face and his emotions were all in turmoil ...

For some reason his mind went back to his fond memories of the past .....

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Volume 1 :L... L... T.. R..........