Capítulo 11: The Mythical Weapon

I woke up feeling refreshed and ready to tackle the day ahead. I stretched my arms and legs and got out of bed, eager to start my morning routine.I walk to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth before heading to the kitchen for breakfast. As I entered the kitchen, I heard a bloodcurdling scream that made me freeze on the spot and made my heart race. Instinctively, I rushed towards the source of the noise with a kitchen knife, ready to attack whoever was the threat. But as I reached the living room, I saw that the scream was one of excitement, not terror. Draco was jumping up and down with glee, his eyes sparkling with joy. "There's a new weapon that can destroy Ciaran!" he shouted, barely able to contain his excitement. I felt a surge of hope and relief wash over her. We have been searching for a way to defeat Ciaran for so long, and now it seemed that we have finally found a solution. I smiled at Draco, glad to see him so happy. It had been a long time since I have seen him so excited and animated. "Tell us more about this weapon," I said eagerly, feeling a sense of anticipation building inside me. Draco explained that the new weapon was an ancient sword that had been crafted by a long-lost civilization. The sword was said to possess immense power and was believed to have been created specifically to defeat Ciaran's family. "The sword is said to be hidden in a remote location," Draco said. "We'll need to gather some clues and decipher some ancient texts to figure out where it is." I listened intently, my mind racing with excitement. The prospect of finding this powerful weapon was exhilarating, and I was eager to get started. Draco continued to explain the legend of the ancient sword, his eyes glittering with excitement. "According to the legend, the sword was imbued with powerful magic that made it nearly invincible," he said. "It was said to be able to cut through anything, even the strongest of armor, and could only be wielded by someone with pure intentions and a strong will." My felt her heart race with excitement as she listened to Draco's words. The idea of wielding such a powerful weapon was both exhilarating and terrifying. I couldn't help but wonder if I have what it took to wield the sword and defeat Ciaran once and for all. "But why was the sword never found?" I asked, eager for more details. "Legend has it that the civilization that created the sword was destroyed before they could give it to the person who was supposed to destroy the Darkwood Generation, Ciaran's family" Draco replied. "It was believed to have been hidden away on another planet, waiting for the chosen one to come and claim it." I felt a surge of determination wash over me. I know that Draco had to be the chosen one, the one who would claim the ancient sword and use it to defeat Ciaran and I need to help him find the sword to do that. "We'll find it," I said firmly. "We'll find the sword and help you use it to defeat Ciaran." Draco smiled at me, his eyes sparkling with pride. "I know we will," he said. "But we have to be careful. The sword is incredibly powerful, and there are others who would do anything to get their hands on it." I nodded, my mind already racing with plans and strategies. I know that the quest to find the ancient sword would be long and dangerous, but I'm ready for anything. With the fate of the world at stake, I have no choice but to succeed. As we delved deeper into the book, Draco's eyes widened with excitement. "Guys, I think I found it!" he exclaimed. "The sword we've been looking for is located in Celestia, a planet inhabited by a race of powerful beings who may hold knowledge of its whereabouts." I furrowed my brow, scanning the pages. "It says here that there are a series of puzzles we need to solve in order to obtain the sword. And it's guarded by Athena, the goddess of wisdom." Draco leaned in closer. "But here's the catch, it can only be obtained by the chosen one. This is not going to be easy, but it's our only hope." Oliver interjected, "Can't we just ask the civilization there? They might know where the sword is." Draco shook his head. "I'm not sure. Last life, we never came across this information. It's going to take some serious planning and strategy to make this work." "We should start heading there now," Oliver suggested, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "Wait," I interjected. "Shouldn't we gather more information before we rush into things? There might be other clues or resources we can gather that will help us on our quest." Draco shook his head. "It's now or never. We can't afford to waste any more time. The longer we wait, the more damage Ciaran can do. We have to act fast." I frowned, but I forced myself to believe that Draco was right. We can't afford to waste any more time. We have to act quickly if we were going to save our galaxy from the darkness that threatened to consume it. "Fine," I said finally. "But we need to be prepared. We don't know what kind of challenges we'll face on Celestia. We need to gather all the information we can, and come up with a plan of attack." Draco nodded, a look of determination on his face. "Agreed. Let's get started." And with that, we set to work, poring over the ancient texts and maps, trying to uncover any clues that would help us on their journey. The hours passed quickly as we worked, our excitement building with each new discovery. After hours Draco went to the control room and ordered the robots to set a course for Celestia. The journey ahead would be long and dangerous, but we were ready to face whatever lay ahead.As we soared through space, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and apprehension. I knew that this journey would be unlike anything we had experienced in Heaven's Island before, but I also knew that the reward could be tremendous. As we approached Celestia, I marveled at the beauty of the planet. It was unlike any other planet I had seen before, with its lush green forests and shimmering lakes. I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder. "Prepare for landing," Draco said, his voice breaking through my reverie. We all gathered in the control room, watching as the ship descended towards the planet's surface. As we touched down, the ship's doors opened, and we stepped out onto the new world. The air was different here, cleaner and fresher than any other planet I had visited. I could sense the power and energy of this place, and I knew that we had to tread carefully. "We should start by exploring the planet and trying to learn more about its inhabitants," Oliver suggested, and we all nodded in agreement.