imagine for a moment the sword the blade the Arts of battle you study it practice it glorify it day after day year after year a job for many but life for you from Age 5 to 17 every day morning and eve the sword the sword the sword you practice until the lights go dark and do not stop until they come back so on the day you turn 18 coming back to the shed you call home you tell your little brother the news you're applying to the college at Winterhold to study magic swordsmanship and as he
cries his tears because he knows the risks you nod and assure him that you know them too and you promise him that when you come back we won't have to live like this anymore you won't have to beg for bread because when you come back it will either be as ashes or as a solid saint the carriage ride studies as you open wide eyes to the city in the distance cold and snowy walls as TOS of frost giant Winter Hold the people bustle with movement Traders Merchants rich men and gargo with gemstone eyes you've never
seen this many people at once and you smile as your eyes locked to the academy in the distance and you steady the beating in your heart it all starts here the ancient example you descend from the carriage and turn to the gate GES of the school toll and ivory and you look around at your fellow classmates and smile finally you've made it all those years of struggle and torment and so as you walk a redheaded Boy comes up to you and reaches out his hand and Marlo he says and asks your name melenia he reply
and how is your sword play melenia you smile knowing you've only ever fought barrels of hay I can fight with the best of them like a flash of hair passes by white as snow who is that you ask and darlo turns the best of them you turn to see her silver hair and iron eyes she stands apart as if Untouched by the cruelty of this world NAA he tells you the sword Saint's daughter you look upon her wishing to be her then her throat clears ah head and you all turn to see the Headmaster standing
at the gate welcome peoples you've come from far and wide all to Winter to awaken the sword inside of you and sharpen it I'm proud of you all Sons and Daughters they're only the bravest set foot in here but alas he stretches a hand and the barrier of magic goes out in front of him the Colossal wall of Mana Only The Chosen can approach so the first thing I ask of you is this walk forward the gathered applicants freeze for a moment is it really that simple to walk rushing at the front of the room
and you turn to see her Nia walking forward she pauses at the wall of magic and then simply passes through it and Del around do the students walk following her to their future and darlo beside you Smiles as he walks on and you follow him till you stop everyone turns to look at you because your body is stuck half in half out you can't even go back you're stuck in the center of the wall and your heart beats like a drum what's going on the head Master turns to you it seems my dear that half
your body possesses magic and half does not I'm sorry little one but you cannot study at Winter Hold ARA looks upon you is that pity all but you walk through the wall like passing through Mist but you are stuck and they leave you there the students and the instructor and you stay in that wall for God knows how long you stay still there and in your eyes well tears after they let you leave you look upon the city and look back home to your brother going back would be shameful and you made a promise and
so no you cannot go back you'll wait you'll try again and in the meantime while being homeless isn't the worst thing in the world you find off criminals for your daily bread and duel with rats with your wooden sword and in your makeshift gravels you wait and wait and wait and the next month you enter along with the newest hopefuls and again you are stuck half in half out half sword Mage half worthless you write your brother letters and tell him that you got in and you gravel and you beg for bread duel the rats
and the month after you are stuck and the next and the next a year goes by and you hear Tales of her Nia they call her the next sword Saint her battel art of white fire is like nothing ever seen before a beauty upon this world and you are stuck you almost laugh it wasn't supposed to be like this you Ponder your situation as you walk past a mad man in the back streets you were supposed to be better you're supposed to be the sword Saint to be chosen you stop and turn to the mad
man on the street you just passed what did he just say you walk up and listen The Chosen it is time for the chosen to appear his strength Rivals the sword Saint and his Fury knows no bounds how will we know when he has come a homeless man asks and the mad man smiles and his eyes shiver like the Mist he will Journey to the far reaches of winter and claim the sword in the belly of the Beast and your eyes turn up loen that not what you were supposed to be what he denied you
you will take it back your destiny the wind stings like a venomous Serpent and the cold bites with a gorgon's fury you take step after step into the cold reaches of winter you can't remember the last human you saw but it was a while now long while you wrote to your brother before leaving making up some lie about Academy duties but but this is it your last chance the final bet this is everything and so you go north the cold grows bitter and the winds Slaughter you but you push forward Melania that name will die
here if you stop that name will die here you Crest the hill to see it a mountain of Bones the bones of a Longs slain dragon and in its Center Sword in the Stone being alone is hard being without your sister is even harder as you sit alone in the shed you think about her and shiver you hope she's doing well and you trust her but in truth you could never know you just have to wait and trust and wait for her to become the sword Saint you look upon the small H the food is
half garbage the mice attack your leftovers but the books the books keep you company you spend most of your days reading and today you pick up one book in particular a book of creatures of the night and open a page to read entry number 48 the Mist stake you Sher and turn down the light the Mist Drake is a cruel companion indeed it's a being of winter which thrives in the cold in the dark it prays on the desperate the ones who are trapped halfway on the ledge it appears to them and gives them hope
salvation so they can come to its domain and then you walk towards the Sword and the stone your final chance to become everything you've ever wanted salvation you reach the sword and pull you are removed from your body evicted like a late tenant you watch as you fall into the depths of your soul you cannot control your body you cannot move cannot think you are a bystander in your own body and as your body walks back to the city towards Winter Hold You no not you it it Smiles not again you think as you step
out being the Headmaster of the college is hard many applicants come from all around the world and seeing them rejected is always a pain but none have hurt you more than the girl who keeps on coming this poor soul Who's applied more than 450 times in the past 2 years the girl whose body is always stuck half in half out the halfling they call her many times you've tried to help her lessen the manate guarding the barrier but she still can't pass so as you administer the test for the 500th time your eyes turn sad
when you see her near the back as usual pity indeed and when you push out the wall you get ready to console her she passes through stop what everyone around you stops because they know her she's Legend at this point the Eternal applicant the failed night so how in God's name did she just pass through the wall she smiles at you I'm here you look at there and their eyes would Shimmer like the Mist you have a bad feeling something is wrong something is the air turns cold even colder than winter and then comes the
Mist the girl Melania laughs you thought I wasn't good enough what do you think now you peer into her eyes and then you see it a creature in the depths of she lunges at you and steal meets steel you don't know how she did it you don't know how she hid it but a saber of pure ice and sheets from her hand and she casts it down on you the student scatters you through battle expecting you to make quick work of her so why how is she so strong she pushes you back and dissipating every
Dodge Perry repost he fights like a saint but no she cannot best you after all she has no magic the sky Quakes as you activate your magic lightning strikes from above as you point up your sword and then look upon her showing pity I'm sorry it's come to this child and you strike her with the full force of your battle AR and she turns to mist where when did you learn magic you did not teach her so how your heart beats like a drum the blood drops then you see it salvation an opening she left
an opening experience will always show and so you sigh as you deliver the final blow you look upon your face expecting shock instead she smiles and the World Turns Upside Down you watch from inside your body as a beast that is taken control of eure re's havoc on the people of Winter Hold the teachers at the school the rich men on the street all those who scorned you who did not let you enter who turned you away when you begged for bread and as the Beast ends them one after another you try to stop it
but it's like you can't move you can't even think all you can do is watch from from inside your body there's a beast has its way and then and then it finds Nia the next sword Saint and you fear for her life you know you should fight it try to stop the beast but deep down you've always resented her ni the Air's Apprentice the one to whom all was given it's unfair it's not right and so even though you know you should think of something somewhere to endless you watch to see to test your metal
because if the Beast wins it's like you beat her and so as the swords clash between the Beast and Nia you watch from inside your body as the fighters no as the painters create art on the battlefield never seen sword play on this level before and as you watch them you study it the unending flicker of mist the unyielding force of flame the mist and Flame do battle and the earthquakes in their weight n is poised strong a master in combat from a long line of the same she creates pockets of space like like a
dancer weaves webs of blood like the finest Artisan her flame Burns creation itself but you can see the end before it begins she may be talented but she is no Reaper of men she avoids the kill but you you seek it out the jugular the kateed illegal to Life's blood places that Nia avoids you seek out with a mad man's Fury me watch from inside let me handle her the monster says let me make your dreams come true the Beast asks you let melenia ET turn to see your brother that the academy Gates micho he
looks at you melenia what's going on you stop and watch as the Beast Smiles go home child it says and he does not listen no no sister what's going on you lunge at him aiming for the net nice and quick body stops as he wrestle for control you stop enough of this this Chosen One nonsense your brother will not die for your foolish ends the Beast Rebels against you wrestling for dominance fight that you are losing you feel yourself losing control of the body again you're slipping he'll die it's time to you stop and it
stops halfway it's like the Beast can only control half of you you remember the words half Mage half useless the half of your body that is Magic is the beasts the useless half that is all yours and you smile as a beast joins you inside your body a clear space inside your soul and you watch the Beast there and look upon its real form it looks like a young boy it have missed with a smile on its face did you really think yourself chosen he asks you he justest his left and do you see it
The Sword and the stone at the center of your soul with a joke he says go pull it out see if you are who you think you are and you walk up and pull it's stuck a feeling you know very well and the Beast laughs you see you're nothing you're worthless you remember the headmaster's words at the Academy welcome pupils you've come from far and wide all to Winter to awaken the sword inside of you I'm proud of you all Sons and Daughters for only the brave set foot inside here but alas Only The Chosen
can approach so the first thing I ask of you is this walk forward you look upon the Beast you walk forward and you rip The Sword and the Stone from the floor the Beast recoils snarling and you eye it I'm done with that chosen nonsense all I see is a rat that needs slaying and you duel the creature of the Mist with your makeshift Hammer made from a sword and its Stone but you learn quick in all those battles watching the Beast use your body has taught you a thing or two a ballad of Steel
pH Swordcraft painting music dance on the level of saints comes about in the depths of your soul the Beast snars why are you doing this it asks you I'm trying to help you give you everything you've ever wanted you raised your sword and the stone it still suck to because I am not chosen because I am no one trash worthless and yet my name is melenia blade of Mika and I am strong because I know defeat I know the hunger I know the loneliness and I know the fury you look into its eyes and see
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