[Cards] Criir's Blade (Patreon)

Vyrre gripped the blade in his hand and felt the crackle of untold power lurch into him. This was a blade of creation, capable of making and unmaking in equal parts. This would be the blade that would see him through his task. His world was in peril, and time was of the essence.

A thousand days would fly by. He knew it to be true. And while everyone around him could carry on with their lives, unknowing of the tragedy that was to befall them should he fail, he alone was saddled with their future. He had to grow stronger, go farther, and keep fighting until the end, whenever that would be.

And as time would tell, he did. And he made countless friends along the way—every one of them a hero in their own right.

Years later, quietly triumphant, Vyrre took a deep breath and began his one thousandth, and first, day. The blade could rest, now. A new future had been made with it at last.