MY 10,000× DIMENSIONAL SYSTEM

The Legend Sword

Christopher walked into the depths of the Island at an unhurried pace. Behind his mask, his expression was one of contemplation.

'This Legend Sword is a lot more important than I'd previously thought. I knew it was important from the get go, after all, what sort of relic required those from the most powerful races to come to a mutual agreement to protect them? Still, it's crazy.' He thought to himself.

Pretty much what had happened was that, after Christopher had gotten the information from the Voidwalker and killed him, he spent some time unraveling the barrier that surrounded the entire Island so that he could teleport his people. And at the same time, he got information from the people there about the Legend Sword and its importance.

It went like this.

Years ago, there was an unbelievably powerful existential threat that appeared from outside their world. Not the Void, but something equally harrowing.

That was the first time that all the races had united together to fight against this threat, in fact, it was so bad that not only did the usually aloof Dragons appear, but even the aloof gods that hadn't appeared before or after that event showed themselves to help.

It was truly a mighty lineup, all the most powerful individuals and armies coming together to meet the threat. And yet they were still losing.

The losses were staggering and the gods who were seen as immortal fell like flies, talk less of the weaker armies.

The war lasted decades, and within that time frame, about half the world's population was wiped off the map.

The more time passed, the more the inhabitants of the world knew that they were fighting a losing battle. Something had to change, and fast.

And so a decision was made. And a weapon was created.

Even back then, the Dwarves were seen as the greatest craftsmen to have ever existed, and so the operation relied largely on their abilities.

Back then, due to the harrowing situation, the average power of beings was a lot higher than currently, so amazing Craftsmen were more common along with powerful equipment.

The most talented dwarven smiths along with those from the other races, and even the gods who excelled in craftsmanship all came together, and an absurd amount of resources were pooled together. Resources that those of the current are would cause wars over.

Yet all of them were merely a means to an end, and after nearly five years of hard work, the Sword had been crafted.

That was also the first and only true Divine rank weapon that had appeared throughout history. And it was said that the blade could destroy the world with ease.

After it had been created, the sword was then given to the one who was deemed the most worthy to wield it against the existential threat that caused so much death and destruction.

Surprisingly, it wasn't a Dragon or a god or even the Dwarves that had been the center of the entire operation. It was a human. The Human who was deemed as the most talented person in history.

And his name was Samuel, who went by the Moniker of Atlas, but would later be known by the Title of Deathsinger.

After a terrifying battle that took place out of orbit for fear of destroying the planet, Samuel was eventually able to vanquish the threat.

Sadly, things didn't stop there.

Weapons were interesting in the sense that, when one reached a certain rank, it would develop a consciousness, just like Scarlet. However, this wasn't a fixed process, as certain criteria needed to be met for such a thing to occur.

However even now, no one really knew what the criteria was and the whole thing for the most part was up to chance. That's why despite having several incredible pieces of equipment and having forged some himself, Scarlet was the only weapon he had with a consciousness. The only thing that was certain was the the higher the rank of an equipment, the more likely it was for it to be able to develop a consciousness, and the Legend Sword was all but guaranteed to possess one.

Now how does that apply to the situation? Well, a weapon having a consciousness means it can act independently and have its own will.

This was an issue for two reasons. The first was that, while Samuel was deemed worthy of wielding it, the issue was that the sword was still something way beyond his ability. And as such, the influence it had on him was stronger than the influence he had on it.

And that brought upon the second issue. Since the sword could think and instill its influence on other beings like Samuel, it was able to gain access to a lot of information.

And quite frankly, it was disgusted.

It was disgusted by the division between the races, and how it took a threat capable of wiping out everyone before they thought of banding together, and the fact that it wouldn't take too long for the divisions to start again after that threat had been vanquished.

It couldn't comprehend how the beings who had created it were so selfish and fought each other for things such as land and resources when they lived on the same world together. This made it angry.

So, it made a choice.

It enforced its will on Samuel and essentially made him its vessel. And afterwards, it sought to conquer the world and unify it under its will. To remove all divisions and differences.

Unfortunately, the races of the world did not like that.

And so they sought to destroy the blade. And were even less successful than what had happened with the Existential Threat.

The Legend Sword had butchered every single god and brought mighty races like the Dragons to their knees, it was unstoppable, and why wouldn't it be, after all, it was created to be that way.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

However, the people that had created it had also anticipated that such a thing could happen. Maybe not for the reason it did, but they were smart enough to create a backup plan in case the weapon went rogue and Samuel couldn't control it.

As such, while the Sword was being forged, somewhere else, something else was being forged, something that could counter the weapon in case such a thing ever happened.

It was said that the Legend Sword was the first and only true Divine rank weapon that appeared over the course of history. But that was a lie forged to make the consciousness of the weapon lower its guard. That was because there were in fact, two divine weapons.

And the other one was called Shatterthorn.

It had only a singular use and purpose, and that was to shatter the Legend Sword. It was a one time use item, but it was guaranteed to work.

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So during an especially harrowing showdown between the Legend Sword and the inhabitants of the world, one of the being in opposition managed to get close and pulled out a small, unassuming dagger.

The Legend Sword naturally had Samuel use itself to deflect the strike like all the other weapons from before. But that had been a costly mistake, as the instant the two blades made contact, the Legend Sword let out an ear piercing shriek that reverberated throughout the entire world.

And then the Legend Sword was shattered into several Shards while the Shatterthorn disintegrated as its purpose was fulfilled.

Samuel also died as the Legend Sword was filling him with its energy, and when it shattered, the energy was violently disrupted and it tore him from the inside, inevitably killing him.

After that, the various races came to an agreement and divided the Shards among themselves to keep as far from each other as possible.

And each race protected the Shards in their own ways for years. With the Humans coming up with the plan of continuously changing the location of the Shard they possessed, that's why Titus had been carrying a Shard with him before meeting Christopher.

Still, Christopher felt a little weird.

'I intend to eventually place the whole world into my Dimension, so would that make me public enemy number one?'He thought.

Granted, the way the Legend Sword went about its conquest was both bloody and very inefficient, which wasn't really its fault. But on the other hand, Christopher's Dimension made everything inside loyal to him as long as he was stronger than it before he placed it inside his dimension.

As long as he became the strongest, he could accomplish that goal without any bloodshed.

Then he laughed.

'Bruh, just a few months ago I was torn on whether or not I wanted to buy a TV. Now here I am thinking about taking over an entire world. Life do be like sometimes.' He chuckled before slowly coming to a stop.

I'm front of him, an old but robust man could be seen sitting in front of a small but well made table while sipping on a cup of tea.

"Take a seat young man." Sinestra said calmly and Christopher nodded slowly before taking the seat opposite him.

Christopher sat in silence for a while while Sinestra quietly drank his tea. And after he finished, he sighed and looked at Christopher. However, his usually boisterous and enthusiastic smile was replaced with a more nostalgic and wistful one.

"Well then young man, I take it that you are here for a reason. I've made a few guesses, but I want to hear it from you." He said calmly and Christopher nodded.

"Indeed." He stared at Sinestra before saying carefully.

"I've come to ask for your allegiance."