[ 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've never heard my name spoken from a different narrative in my head. It was jarring yet also calming. As I approached the object my arms grew sore and I had n't even attempted to pick up the weapon. I was n't even sure I was going to be able to. I grabbed it. I felt myself grow stronger each second as I lifted it off it's stand. As my strength grew, the weapon became easier to hold. It felt like my hands were crafted for the sole purpose of grasping the rounded handle. Two heavy heads perched on either end, each held to the handle by a spring. I would not want to be on the receiving end of this beast. Etched in the center of the handle I could only assume was the name of the weapon, using characters I've never seen before: `` Shake Weight''
