THE DRAGON SWORD
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THE DRAGON SWORD

Fantasylast updateLast Updated : 2025-04-03

By:  Godspower GabOngoing

Language: English
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When the Dark Lord returned after so many years of silence. Gideon a young knight with hidden past, finds out that he is the last hope against the vengeful Dark Lord. Armed with the legendary Dragon sword which he alone can weild, he must battle monsters, betrayal and the truth of his own bloodline. Can he Rise to claim his destiny before the world falls to shadows?

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Gideon Justiceborn stood by the frost-covered window of the barracks, his breath misting in the cold mountain air. Beyond the cracked stone walls, the moon cast its silver glow over the academy’s training grounds, revealing scars etched into the earth by countless drills and battles. A year ago, Gideon had been a farmer’s son, his days spent tending fields and dreaming of heroics told in the village square. Now, his hands bore the calluses of a sword, and his dreams felt distant, buried beneath the grueling trials of the White Knight Academy.

The academy was nothing like the stories his mother had told him. Songs of valor and banquets of triumph gave way to endless bruises, sleepless nights, and the sharp sting of failure. For every knight who emerged victorious, dozens faltered, their dreams shattered by the academy’s brutal reality.

“Still pretending to belong, Justiceborn?”

The voice sliced through Gideon’s thoughts like a blade. He turned to see Jareth Holyblade leaning lazily in the doorway, his golden hair catching the pale moonlight. Behind him, his ever-present lackeys grinned like wolves circling wounded prey.

“Shouldn’t you be polishing Lord Roderic’s boots?” Jareth sneered, taking a step closer. His tone was sharp, his smile sharper still. “That’s the only reason you’re still here, isn’t it? His pet project?”

Gideon’s fists clenched at his sides, but he forced himself to remain still. Silence was the best shield against Jareth’s barbs, something he’d learned early on.

“Face it,” Jareth continued, his voice dripping with disdain. “You’ll never be one of us. You’re just a dirt-born farmer pretending to play knight.”

The tension thickened. Gideon’s jaw tightened as he met Jareth’s eyes, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of a response. Then, a new set of footsteps rang out, their heavy rhythm slicing through the oppressive silence. Jareth and his cronies froze, their mocking smiles evaporating, as Lord Roderic emerged from the shadows.

The commander’s steel-blue eyes swept over the group with a sharpness that could cut stone. Without a word, Jareth and his lackeys retreated into the darkness, their retreat as swift as their insults had been cruel.

“Justiceborn,” Roderic said, his voice calm yet commanding. “Come with me.”

Gideon followed Lord Roderic through the dim corridors of the academy, his heart pounding with a mixture of curiosity and unease. He had no idea why the commander had summoned him, but the gravity of the situation was undeniable.

Roderic’s study was a sanctuary of history and power. Shelves upon shelves were lined with ancient tomes and relics of battles long past. A massive painting dominated the far wall, depicting a radiant sword held aloft by a figure in golden armor. The weapon seemed almost alive, its blade shimmering with an otherworldly light.

“The Dragon Sword,” Roderic said, his voice reverent. “Forged by the gods themselves, it was wielded by Emperor Aerioneth Windstrider during the First Shadow War. It is more than a weapon, Gideon, it is a beacon of hope, the anchor that holds the darkness at bay.”

Gideon stared at the painting, the commander’s words settling over him like a heavy cloak. He had grown up hearing tales of Aerioneth’s heroic deeds, but they had always seemed like distant myths stories meant to inspire awe rather than recount history.

“Why are you telling me this?” Gideon asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Roderic turned to face him, his expression unusually grave. “Because the darkness stirs once more. Creatures thought extinct are returning, and the forces of the Dark Lord are gathering. If my suspicions are correct…” He paused, his piercing gaze locking onto Gideon’s. “i see something in you justiceborn, I know it good.”

Before Gideon could process the weight of Roderic’s words, a distant horn blast shattered the stillness. The ground trembled beneath their feet, and frantic shouts echoed through the stone halls.

Roderic’s hand moved to the hilt of his sword. “Stay here,” he ordered, his voice firm. But Gideon felt the spark of defiance igniting in his chest, and before he could think better of it, he was already moving.

The battlements were a maelstrom of chaos and fire. Winged monstrosities swooped down from the skies, their leathery wings casting monstrous shadows against the flickering torchlight. Knights scrambled to form defensive lines, their shouts blending with the guttural roars of the enemy.

“Form up!” Roderic’s voice boomed above the clamor, a rallying cry that steadied the faltering ranks.

Gideon’s heart thundered in his chest as one of the creatures fixed its glowing red eyes on him. It lunged, claws extended, and time seemed to slow. He raised his sword, bracing for the impact. The clash of steel rang out as his blade struck true, severing the beast’s head in a single, clean motion.

Shock coursed through him, his  first kill. But there was no time to dwell on it. Another creature charged, its maw wide and slavering. Something was different now. Gideon’s movements felt more fluid, more instinctive as though an unseen force was guiding his hand. His blade found its mark with uncanny precision, cutting down foe after foe.

The knights around him began to whisper in awe, their voices laced with disbelief. Gideon fought with a skill that seemed almost inhuman, each strike more lethal than the last.

When the last of the creatures fell, a knight approached Roderic, holding a strange black seal that pulsed with a dark, malevolent energy.

“This was found on one of the beasts,” the knight said grimly.

Roderic took the seal, his expression darkening as he examined it. “It’s a summoning seal,” he said, his voice low. “A mark of the Dark Lord’s influence. This is just the beginning.”

Before anyone could respond, the seal flared with blinding light. A deep, guttural voice echoed from its core, vibrating through the very stone beneath their feet.

“The heir of Aerioneth stands among you. His blood will awaken the blade  the world would fall into eternal shadow.”

The ground cracked open, and from the fissure rose a towering figure cloaked in flame and shadow. Its burning eyes locked onto Gideon, and its voice rumbled like distant thunder.

“You cannot escape your fate, Justiceborn. The blade calls to you, as does the darkness.”

Roderic stepped forward, his sword raised in defiance. “Gideon, run!”

But Gideon couldn’t move. His chest burned with an intense, searing heat. When he looked down, he saw a faint, glowing mark etched into his skin, pulsing in rhythm with his racing heart.

The towering figure extended a fiery hand toward him, and the mark flared brighter, consuming his vision in white-hot light.

When the light faded, Gideon found himself standing alone in a vast expanse of white. The world was silent, the chaos of the battle replaced by an eerie stillness.

A figure emerged from the void, clad in golden armor that shimmered like the dawn. Its face was obscured, but its voice was calm, yet commanding.

“You are the last of Aerioneth’s bloodline, Gideon. The mark upon your chest binds you to the Dragon Sword, and through it, to the fate of this world. But destiny is not a gift it is a choice. Will you rise to meet it, or will you let the darkness consume you?”

Gideon swallowed hard, his voice trembling. “I’m just a farmer’s son. How can I stop something like this?”

The figure extended a hand, and in its palm appeared the Dragon Sword, its blade gleaming with an otherworldly light.

“You are more than you believe, Gideon Justiceborn. Take the blade, and you will see.”

Gideon hesitated, his hand hovering over the hilt. The weight of the world pressed down on him, but deep within, a spark of determination flared to life.

He grasped the sword, and the world erupted into light once more.

 faces a mixture of fear and hope. In his hand, the Dragon Sword shimmered with raw power, its light almost blinding.

But the silence shattered as the fiery fissure widened, and a new figure emerged, a woman cloaked in obsidian armor, her eyes glowing with the same crimson light as the mark on Gideon’s chest.

“Ah,” she purred, her voice a melodic blend of menace and allure. “So the heir has awakened.”

Roderic raised his sword, stepping between her and Gideon. “Stay back, shadowspawn!”

The woman laughed, a sound so chilling it reverberated through the stone walls. “You misunderstand, knight. I am no mere shadowspawn.” She pointed a long, clawed finger at Gideon, her smile both mocking and triumphant.

“I am the rightful heir to the Dragon Sword’s counterpart the Blade of Shadow. And you, Gideon Justiceborn…” Her voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. “…are my brother.”

The words struck Gideon like a blow, his heart pounding as the mark on his chest flared in response. The Dragon Sword trembled in his grip, as though resonating with her presence.

Before he could speak, the woman raised her blade, a weapon as dark and ominous as the night itself, its edge dripping with black fire. “Shall we test the strength of destiny, brother? Or will you run from the truth?”

The sky above roared with thunder, and the battlements trembled beneath their feet as the siblings’ eyes locked, the clash of their fates inevitable.

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    • lovelyngabriel303

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      I started liking the Jareth character, I don't think he was who I thought he was at the first, maybe the future might tell.

      2025-01-12 03:55:17
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