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The Beggining of Insanity


The cold night seemed to have no end. Thunder strook the ground and sounded like a gunshot. bitter cold raindrops pounded the concrete as i stared at the sword in front of me. i slowly reached toward the Death whisperer questioning if it was safe. i gripped the black steel handle very confused. as i touched the handle a vision shot through my head.
hammers pounded the demonic anvil as a sword of death was being made. It was the death whisperer but big enough the be weld by a giant. I dropped the sword due to yet another pounding thunderbolt. Coldness swarmed by body as again reached for the sword. It felt as if death was calling me to it. As soon as i touched the sword again i went back to the vision. now the sword was complete. The very sight of it striked fear into the heart of the fearless but i kept watching. as i watched insanity took control of me. i couldnt stop looking.