webnovel

DREAMERS

the dream world spans all of existence, it's rulers are called Dreamers, creatures from all creation and walks of life that hold special bonds to the dream world, but not all its rulers are dreamers and not all dreamers are rulers, what is a dream? what is reality? what is illusion? what is clarity? no one knows and I don't care the story follows our young protagonist Arowen, a 20 years old young man who as the general trend goes is an ordinary man with an extraordinary destiny, we follow him as he connects to the dream world as a Dreamer

SPECTRALE · Others
Not enough ratings
35 Chs

chapter 13

the sword was finished and unlike a normal sword where only the blade is forged and the other component like the handle, guard and pommel are made separate, it was finished as one piece no pun intended, the only thing Jeel added was a piece of black leather from the whale he had stored away on the handle, he took the leather and cut it into thin ribbons and then weaved them around the handle for a better grip, he didn't even need to sharpen the blade as the method used to forge it did the trick and the blade was sharp as ever, it was polished as well, the surface was so smooth even the veins were the same smoothness,

the finished product was then put on a ledger, and he called for one of his contacts to come and fix the wall, while he was preparing a sheath for the sword, he still had plenty of leather in his workshop so he took another piece and started working on it, the leather of the whale was black so aesthetically the color matching was perfect (just stray thought, don't mind me) and by dawn, he was done, to him this was the easy part, he could have waited till the next day after resting, but he wanted to finish it in one go and be done with it

*long sigh*

"I am too old for this, maybe I should retire and look for a disciple back home, those bratty great-grandkids of mine should be able to do some light training" he said as he did the finishing touch, and as for those great-grandkids, in a far hidden island on the new world where active volcanoes were erupting at random, a bunch of kids couldn't help but shudder even in the heat surrounding them

back to old jeel, he took the sheath made by the titanic rock whale and yellow mercury threads he had in storage just in case, and sheathed the sword and was prepared to put it back on the ledger but then a strange thing happened, the sheathed sword was surrounded by a dreamy blood and purple mist and then a chime was heard, and to say that he was surprised was an understatement, but curiosity took the best out of him and he tried to unsheathe the sword but the sheath didn't move no matter how much force he used, and that got him worried, after all, he promised a sword to the lad and if it turned out that it was unusable it would be a stain on his reputation

'too tired now, I better get some sleep' and so he dismissed the workers fixing the wall, they were fast and almost finished so he just told them to come later to finished then closed the shop and went to sleep

.

.

.

a few hours later (sponge bob meme)

Arowen was already up and went to the kitchen feeling tired as fuck and even questioned his decision, he was sure that it may leave some hidden injuries but he was too deep into it and it didn't feel right to abandon midway, plus even though tired physically, his mind was as clear as day this morning for some reason, usually his mind would be cloudy and could hardly focus but today was different

after doing what he could in the kitchen he went to the training ground for the morning drills, by now his helpers could make something decent so he wasn't needed as much as before, and after a visit to the doc hours flew by and he got out of the clinic after his afternoon massage session and went to jeels shop

it didn't take much time to arrive there, he was familiar with the path, and his strangely good mood accelerated his gait, once there he found the shop closed, but that didn't surprise him as it wasn't the first time this happened, since Jeel started forging his sword at times he would work late at night and oversleep, so he had permission to enter the shop if he found it closed, the door was always open and only the sign outside determined if it was closed or not, people like Jeel just didn't need locks, if a thief tried something funny he would only be courting death, the old man is a monster and almost at the peak of haki, he only needed an opportunity and he will break through his bottleneck

so Arowen pushed the door open and was greeted by an interesting sight, inside the shop there were two people, the first was the old man, and the other was a cliff hanger and read the note, things are about to get heated

yoyoyo my 20 followers who do you it is

Have some idea about my story? Comment it and let me know.

Like it ? Add to library!

SPECTRALEcreators' thoughts