[ WP ] You discover a grand hall filled with legendary weapons like Mjonir and Excalibur . Each generation or so , warriors come to the hall to inherit a weapon that they are worthy enough to wield . Across the hall you see a forgotten weapon that 's been collecting dust . You hear it call to you .

I stand in a grand hall filled with chairs facing weapons of old, strangely they are clean and shiny they almost look new. 
 
 A strange man in a robe approaches 
 `` Hello... my name is Francis, I am to guide you to your weapon'' 
 
 `` Hello'' I mutter back, `` how will I know which one is mine?'' 
 
 `` It will tell you'' 
 
 We start out walk down the endless hall. 
 
 It was only weeks ago I was approached by strange people telling me I have been selected to fight in an epic battle. And I guess this is where my journey starts... 
 
 
 Me and Francis continue walking down the hall.. when a chair a strange chair appears to be different to the others. I walk to the chair and sit down. 
 
 `` And now it begins'' Francis whispers 
 
 As I sit metal straps bind me to the chair I start to feel a painful cut under my wrist.. the pain intensifies as a blade quickly removes my hand. The chair releases me I scream in pain. I look up at my new weapons. 
 
 Francis voice becomes deep and croaky `` I'm gon na rip you're head off and fuck you up the ass!!'' 
 
 I attach my custom chainsaw and grab my boomstick. 
 
 `` Groovy.'' 
 
 Edit: Spelling 

