A Bet with Slutty Evil Being!



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The voice replied, "I assure you, lass, this is no joke. It is the truth. And you, as the wielder of the sword of Death, have been brought here to battle alongside us in Old Age."

Nyssa's eyes widened in realization as she processed the information. "So, we are in a realm where souls go after they depart from the living world, and this realm is called Old Age. And Old Age is a collection of souls of the most skilled swordsmen, who desire to hone their skills in sword fighting for all of eternity."

The voice confirmed her understanding, "Yes, that is correct, lass. We have been brought here to this realm, and we have the ability to decide who gets to wield Old Age. Asmodeus, the first Lord of Lust, was granted Old Age, but we decided not to let him control us as we did not share his beliefs. However, he agreed with us and didn't seem to mind, but he did not reach Old Age because he valued his magic more than his sword fighting skills."

Nyssa was curious and asked, "So, how do you decide who gets to wield Old Age?"

The voice explained, "When Old Age is passed on to a new owner, a vote is held among all of us to determine whether or not the new wielder is deserving of holding Old Age. And when it came to Avalandor, we discovered that he was lacking in skill, and the final tally of the vote was 369 in favour of him wielding Old Age and 908 against."

Nyssa nodded slowly, trying to process everything. The concept of a realm where souls of skilled swordsmen resided to hone their skills for eternity was beyond her imagination.

Nyssa was still trying to process everything. "That is a significant difference," she remarked.

"Yes, although there have been gaps that were much worse," replied the voice. "And now it's your turn to speak. 1205 of us voted in favour of you wielding Old Age, while 72 of us voted against it."

Nyssa was stunned by the news. She had never expected such overwhelming support from the souls residing within Old Age. "I have to say that I am taken aback by this information. There has never been such a large number of votes cast in favour of a single candidate. You really do have reason to be honoured," the voice continued.

Nyssa felt a surge of pride and gratitude. To have gained the approval of so many skilled swordsmen, some of the most talented in all the kingdoms, was a tremendous honour. "Thank you," she said, her voice filled with emotion.

"In effect, Old Age belongs to you now until you want to pass it on to someone else," the voice explained. "If you do so, we shall hold a vote to determine whether or not that individual is fit to wield Old Age. However, you should be aware that once Old Age is passed on to a new owner, it will never go back to the person who previously wielded it."

Nyssa nodded, understanding the gravity of the responsibility that had been bestowed upon her.

She knew that she would have to live up to the high standards set by the souls residing within Old Age and continue to hone her skills as a swordsman. But for now, she felt humbled and grateful for the trust that had been placed in her.

Nyssa found herself in a difficult position. She had planned to claim Old Age and gift it to Alex as a symbol of her love for him.

And she succeeded in doing so, but now she was faced with the dilemma of whether to keep the sword for herself or give it to Alex. She was at a loss for words, and the decision weighed heavily on her.

Eventually, Nyssa decided to put off making a final decision until she could discuss it with her fiancé. She knew it was a choice that needed careful consideration, and she didn't want to rush into it without taking his opinion into account.

With her mind made up, Nyssa turned to the voice and asked, "Okay, so how do I get there again? Back to the battle against Avalandor."

The voice responded, "Simply think about it and focus your willpower, lass. You will return to the battle in no time at all." the voice said and after that the voice said again, "but you, are already fighting him on your own..." the voice informed her.

With that remark she got somewhat confused, but after that she did what the lice told her and with that, Nyssa closed her eyes and concentrated on her desire to return to the fight.

She could feel a sudden rush of energy coursing through her body, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself once again facing Avalandor, ready to engage in combat.

Nyssa's confusion heightened when she found herself in the midst of a fight with Avalandor, the villain she had been battling all along. It seemed like she had been fighting him the whole time and suddenly, without any warning, she was transported back to her previous body.

However, Nyssa realized that she had carried with her the memories of both the battle and being in Old Age, which created a strange feeling of being in two places at once.

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