The God Eater

and simple hunting rifles and their ammunition. All this made locally from the planet's ore. One that Kosa had always despised in terms of quality and uses. The only metal she could conjure

plaints of knives being blunt and axes breaking from one attempt at chopping wood was too many to count. So when those days of orders for knives and axes came in, Kosa would q

from today and dropped it into the bin sitting next to smelter and spare anvil. He then made his way to Kosa, witnessing her frustratingly hammering away at a skinning

sarcastically, leaning against t

ble, am I right?" She stopped hammering, grabbing the tiny soon to be knife by its naked handle and dropped it in the pool of water behind her. The hot blade crashed and submerged in the

e. You're not exactly thrilled to s

ed them to reach inside the smelter, pulling out another soon to be knife and placed it on the anvil.

d

stuff she conjur

rest, that's for sure. It's mor

ach light to escape my demons, I doubt I'll be able to fight them off." His words came back to him. Looking at it now, he realized just how hurtful that degrading comment on himself was to her. Once more

in the need of help right now. Ironic too with how much I hate these kinds of order

e all sorts of weapons and armor be

my sadistic bitch of a Mother to ki

led the broken sword. "Because I figure

y from Sean's hands, examining it closely. "Where the hell did you get this, Sean?" The light from t

today. It was buried unde

complete confusion. The sword was nothing but foreign to her. N

a sword obviously, but

hree races. This is not any of those three or any minor race out there. And to add insult to injury, the metal this thing is made out of is something completely unknown to me as well. I can't tell if it's some sort of steel, iron, or even titanium." She ran the finger down the sword's blade. "You said that you found this in the veins?" Sean nodded. That only deepened Kosa's confusion. "If it was just sitting under that ore, it would have been th

How did it end up here? How long was it trapped in the veins? Where did it come from? If Kosa didn't have an answer, he doubt

ere any possible way you could fix it?" Sean ask

to be whole again would be extremely hard. Especially since the other half is not in our possession. I would haft to make it a completely new half. T

ything you c

d rummaging through a rusty metal box. "I think it's somewhere in here- Ah, there it is." From the box, she held out a dusty hilt and handle. She returned to the sword, removing the decaying handle and hilt it had. "This should be the right size, " With only little effort, she slid t

me-like surface. Serving as a centerpiece was green, opaque glass. As for the handle, it was a simple round rectangular base covered in tightly wrapped velvet bands. The cap th

nt, but it died quickly as he looked to Kosa wi

rthday two months ago anyway. It's only fair. Besides, I have no use for it. I'm more of an axe kind of Wol

taring at his new sword like

haft to get back to my torture session, " She said wi

h then." He turned around and m

it's ready? I kind of need the buzz to ke

sips of that, you were completely drunk.

ow that stuff is strong, but I'm not going

joking

were an entire bottle. They also have been known for being pretty violent once intoxicated. That wasn't the case for Kosa, luckily. She was more of the kind of drunk that was ridiculously flirty with anyone of the opposite sex within her drunken sight. Her target w

e tiny little sip is all I need. I

p. If you try to take more than that, I am to

ah." Kosa

e had plenty of spices and herbs to work with to change the flavor up a bit. With good concentration, the meat's flavor wouldn't be stale and dry as it usually was. The chances of that happening, however, were a little slim. But alas, with his ever-grow

rknob, the door swung open violently. The person on the other side who opened the door themselves was none other than Vanna. She hadn't been putting on h