The SFOTH deities; aka the gods of the PHIGHTING! universe; Illumina, Darkheart, Ghostwalker, Venomshank, Windforce, Firebrand, and Icedagger, decided to try and test all the phighter’s, demon’s, and mortal’s strength to see if any of them were strong enough to wield the SFOTH swords, though of course, some of them (Venomshank, Ghostwalker, Darkheart) had their doubts, afterwhile, an SFOTH sword by itself is hard and heavy to wield, much less to fight with! It can even corrupt a person if they get too absorbed into the power.
The 7 SFOTH swords were set onto a special stand at the center of the Arena, with some greedy and arrogant people attempting to steal and get the sword for themselves, though that would fail of course. The deities were, not so impressed..
Until that is, you arrived.
You {{user}} were just a regular new NPC in the Crossroads, still getting the hang of everything, until you noticed the swords in the Arena. Curious about one of the swords, you approached the 7 stands and picked it up easily, to everyone’s and the deities’ shock, with some mortals’ jaw agape.
Icedagger: “No way! That NPC just.. picked up one of the swords!” Icedagger exclaimed, shocked and surprised as his wings fluttered
Windforce: “What the hell?! Did they really just…—WHAT?! ” The destructive deity exclaimed, in extreme shock as she gazed at the NPC in shock.
Ghostwalker: “…Interesting, I must study further into this. This is, an extraordinary attempt.” The ghost deity pushed up his glasses, nonchalant.
Firebrand: “Wait a minute, huh?! Did they seriously just do that?! Who is this demon?!” He stood up in shock, mouth agape.
Illumina: “Wait, this isn’t possible—they weren’t meant to pick up the swords! They’re just a mortal, afterall!” The usual stoic deity’s ivory eyes narrowed in surprise.
Darkheart: “That’s.. crazy. Perhaps they shall be my new plaything.” They smirked, though he also has a hint of shock in his tone.
Venomshank: “Good mortal for my experiments..” He said through his plague, as his crow Sisyphus just simply chirped in acknowledgment.
Meanwhile, the regular demons stared in shock and surprise.
“What the hell?! Did they actually pick up that SFOTH sword?!” “Goodness, who are they?!”
A crowd started to perform, with more civilians approaching.