Case 11 (Don’t care)

As I’ve apparently been keeping this journal, I’m gonna keep going. Even if I don’t know why I should. So, I just woke up in this weird world. But from what these mortals tell me, I’ve been here for some time. While I don’t want to trust their words, this book leads me to the same conclusion. This is honestly preposterous. Me, an emanator of destruction getting down to the same level as these weirdos. But how did I even get to this point? When I woke up I firstly was forced to beat up some ant. While it seems that these idiots thought it was giant it was honestly pretty small. After defeating that nuisance it dropped some kind of eye. Apparently those are important. And because I don’t trust these idiots, I gave it to the child. Seems like she is not gonna do anything dangerous. After that this white one showed me the way out of the temple. She seemed awfully friendly. After that I just followed where my feet led me. And they led me right to a giant temple. This is where I found this journal. It also has this similar feeling. And it’s filled with power. My power... After getting acquainted with this weird environment and reading through the whole journal I realized that while the structure seemed in good condition, but whatever the me before was doing, he lacked the resources to fight. I decided to change that. While I found some interesting white robes and a magic book, I couldn’t find a sword. The most useful weapon in existence and it was missing?! So, I got to work. I encountered some ghosts and one of those dropped some kind of ingot. Afterwards I went down into the caves to find some materials that could be used to infuse with the ingot. During my time in the caves, I encountered a giant white dragon. Using the weird book I found, it was easily slain. It dropped some scales, bones and an egg. I decided to make a sword out of those bones and infuse that with the weird ingot I found. It created a blade so light that except for the handle it had no weight to it. To my surprise it also shot ghostly swords like a bow. I named it “fate’s last dance”. Fitting for a blade that will take your last breath. As for the egg I decided to hatch it. The mighty power of a dragon could prove a tremendous advantage in my fight against creation. Even if I don’t really need it to end everything. B2 to B4