I’m talking to a sword in a giant pit of bones! I passed mad three miles back!"
"Hah! I like your spirit. But don't get cocky. The second wave is coming. The first was just the demolition. Now comes the forge."
"There’s more? I don't think I have anything left to break."
"We aren't breaking anything else. We’re knitting you back together. Every bone, every muscle, every drop of marrow. We’re infusing it with the essence of the Void. You’ll be heavier, stronger, faster. But you’ll also be... different. You might find that bread tastes like ash, or that the sun feels like a physical weight on your shoulders. Are you ready to give up the comforts of being human?"
"I never had them anyway. I was a servant. I was rubbish. If ash is the price for power, then pass me the salt."
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