Chapter one THE MISTAKE

Everybody knew, about the sword and the statue. It was a story nearly everyone's grandpa or grandma told them.

A valiant warrior turned into stone, not by a monster, a wizard or demon. But a sword.

A sword that was stuck in a dead stone giants' corpse, on top of a mountain that was filled with dangerous obstacles.

The famed warrior craved recognition by the beauty of the kingdom. But she did not bat an eye , none of his accomplishments or Even the way he looked could win her over.

Her eyes were always on the prince.

Overcame with jealousy he adventured to the mountain, after hearing about a sword that could grant wishes.

He himself did not believe the rumors, but he was willing to try.

After restless nights and fighting by himself he arrived to the cave.

the cave were the sword was kept.

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...Warrior POV...

My hands shaking,

'dammit' I thought

'How could I forget my gloves' I groaned.

I stuck my purplish hands in my pockets.

I was in front of the infamous cave. Some of the rumors I heard of the villagers who live nearby, said that the people who adventured in don't see the daylight again.

Lucky for me, I'm the hero, or the chosen one. I have so many names that I forget what my name is.

I laughed to myself, even though the joke wasn't funny.

'I think I might be going insane' I thought to myself.

I took my hand out of my pocket and slapped myself on the cheek, my purple hand felt numb even though I used a lot of force. But my cheek felt raw. I swore at myself.

I was now more focused than ever. I need that stupid sword, real or not I need it.

Furthermore, I walked to the front of the cave. A cold breeze hit my face my eyes darting everywhere, l need to focus. "FOR MY LOVE" I shouted. And I ran in the cave.

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My breath was running out, it has been hours since I was outside. This is the worse.

All I soar throughout the cave was skeletons of the ones who came before me, but I'm better than them and I will pull through. I will have the heart of the beauty.

I leaned down on a wall and laid my head on my crossed arms that was on my knees. That were tucked to my chest.

But a sudden glimpse of blue light, caught my attention. My adrenaline kicked in. my legs moving on their own. I started running to the light.

And there it was, the sword. The sword, I admired it. It was beautiful. The black long handle that had small red rubies in the middle of it, going in a straight line. The blade was tucked into a stone giants' corpse. The blade of the sword glimmered in the light the was illuminating the room. I stared up, the way out was there. A large hole in the ceiling, that could easily be climbing up to.

Once I got the sword.

I walked up to the stone giant head. The sword, was deeply stuck in there. I stepped up on the corpse chest and stood up straight. The sword was calling my name out.

Impulsively i Wrapped my hands around the sword in front of me. I felt a sudden shudder in my spine as the sword started to vibrate. I carefully watched as my hands turned numb and into stone. The grayness ran up my body. Sparring no time to stop. My mouth being covered in minutes. My eyes darted around.

"This is my end"

I closed my eyes, I accepted my fate of being a statue.

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