บท 210: C210
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Although Tom passed the test and gained the statues recognition, he didn't look happy in the slightest.
The fact that there are blank spots in his mind frightened him to no end. Suspicion started seeping into his mind as he suspected someone of obliviating him.
"You did it!" Druella says as she grabs Tom's arm and starts pulling him through the portal.
Peaking at his face, Druella could see that something is wrong with him. Tom looked scared and was that suspicion that crept into his face just now?
Quickening her pace, Druella dragged Tom through the portal.
As suspicion wracked Tom's brain, he let his beautiful fiancé pull him through the portal.
He didn't suspect her at all.
From what he could see, the memories seemed to be removed from even his time in the orphanage.
Druella wasn't around then, so he still trusted her completely. It would take a lot more than some missing memories for Tom to turn on the woman he loves.
Love isn't something that can be tampered with, even with magic.
Yeah, there are love potions, but they only cause infatuation and lust, which can naturally turn into love overtime. No form of magic can give love or take it away.
As they stepped through the portal, Tom and Druella were enveloped by a golden light that blinded their vision.
As the light died down, Tom and Druella suddenly appeared in a giant Royal-looking hall, filled with all sorts of treasures.
Mountains of gold.
Piles of artifacts.
Stacks of rare and powerful weapons.
Shelves from floor to ceiling filled with old and dusty books.
But, none of that drew Tom and Druellas attention at all.
In the center of the hall on a golden pedestal is the holy sword itself, Excalibur, but instead of being lodged in a rock as the legend says, it is stabbed into the golden pedestal.
The sword itself isn't golden and filled with jewels as the legends would make you believe either.
In fact, it looked like any other greatsword Tom has ever seen.
Normal looking steal.
Black leather wrap on the handle.
A normal t-shaped crossguard.
The only thing that stands out from other weapons of its kind is the odd glyphs and runes that run up and down the center of the blade.
Even Tom couldn't understand what any of them mean, and he has read every book on this subject in Hogwarts, Kamar-Taj, and his own libraries.
The fact that he couldn't read them is truly mysterious.
'Are they alien markings?' Tom thought, his earlier suspicion pushed to the back of his mind the second he laid eyes on Excalibur.
As they stared at the sword together, Druella held onto Tom for dear life, waiting for Lady Death to bring them to the realm of death.
Their mission is completed. Now it's time to bring the old Tom back.
As the seconds passed, Druella started getting impatient with Lady Death.
Suddenly, she heard a voice in her mind.
'Have Tom pick up the sword. Isn't it supposed to choose its wielder? I don't know its criteria, but It may not accept him with his old memories.' The voice says.
After hearing the voice, Druella instantly knew who it was.
'Is that why she hasn't brought us over yet?' Druella thought as she eyed the sword.
"Why don't you try pulling it? Who knows? It might accept you like it did Arthur." Druella says, wanting to move this along quickly.
Hearing her words, Tom broke his staring contest with the sword and looked at Druella.
"Do you think it would accept me?" Tom asks innocently.
"Maybe, you won't know until you try." Druella says and starts pushing him towards the sword.
Getting his fiancés message, Tom walks up the golden pedestal steps and stands in front of the sword.
Staring at the sword with a nervous expression, Tom reaches out, grasps the leather-wrapped handle, and gives it a good pull.
"..."
Nothing happens.
The sword stays exactly where it was, lodged into the golden floor of the pedestal.
"Give it one more pull, but harder this time." Druella says with a shocked expression. 'Maybe it doesn't choose its wielder how we think it would?'
Hearing his fiancés encouragement, Tom gives the sword another pull, but this time, he used all of his strength.
"..."
Once again, nothing happened.
The sword stayed rooted to the golden pedestal without budging at all.
Even with the strength of an avatar, Tom couldn't move the sword a single inch.
"It seems I'm not the chosen one." Tom says with a small laugh.
"It's alright. We'll find a way to use the sword." Druella says as she brings Tom into a tight hug. 'Do it!' She thought, hoping Lady Death was still communicating with her.
Suddenly, as Druella held him tightly, Tom appeared in the dark black throne room of the realm of death.
"Huh? Where am I?" Tom says as his arms and legs are bound by pitch-black straps.
"Hello, Master." Lady Death says as she appears behind Tom holding the straps that bind him.
"Who are you? Let me go!" Tom says with a frightened expression.
He's tried pulling at the straps in order to remove them, but they're far sturdier than he can handle.
"Tom!" Druella screams, drawing her fiancés attention.
The second Tom looks into Druellas eyes, she uses Legilimency and accesses the back door into his mind as swiftly as possible.
As she appears in Tom's inner world with laptop in hand, Tom is waiting for her with a betrayed look on his face.
"What's going on? Why are you doing this?"
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