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[Spawn]

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A few days after the conversation with his son about retiring, Spawn stood on the balcony in his Sanctus manor. The decisions of either remaining retired or not was still crossing his mind as the cold autumn breeze was blowing against his face. Spawn glanced out toward the lone street that ran through Sanctus as the people were walking within the city. Suddenly, one of the servants entered the balcony from the study door and stood under the door frame watching Spawn.

“I apologize for interrupting you Lord Spawn but you asked me to inform you when your son has arrived” said the servant.

“Thank you Patrick… Send him up please” said Spawn folding his hands behind him still glancing out upon the city. The servant bowed respectfully before closing the door and going to find Spawn’s son. Moments later, the door opened again as Spawn’s son, Darius appeared on the balcony.

“Father” Darius said lowering his head in respect for his father. Spawn just stood at the edge of the balcony watching the people walk by the manor. Darius sighed softly recalling the last time he spoke to his father which when he attempted to make Spawn reconsidering his decision. “You wanted to speak to me father?” Darius asked walking closer towards his father.

“Yes my son, I wanted to speak to you” Spawn said slowly turning his body to face his son. “I have thought about the last conversation we had about putting down my sword and retiring myself” Spawn continued as he started to pace back and forth in front of Darius.

“Have you made a decision father?” Darius asked watching his father pace in front of him. Spawn just stood still for a moment before taking a glance at his son.

“Yes I have son” Spawn said pointing over towards the door where a small box was laying. Darius went over to the box and picked it up into his hands. The box was made out of wood and had the symbol of a weight on it that represented the virtue of Justice. Darius widened his eyes knowing what could be inside this box after noticing the symbol.

“Is this what I think it is father?” Darius said before opening the box seeing a sword inside. Inside the box was the ‘Bringer of Justice’, a weapon used by Spawn ever since he began his pursuit in upholding justice throughout the land. “Father, this is your weapon” said Darius holding the box out towards Spawn.

“Not anymore, the Bringer of Justice is yours now my son” Spawn said wrapping his fingers around the hilt of the bokuto to remove the sword from the box. Darius’ hands were shaking violently as the box slipped out and dropped on the floor in front of him. Darius’ eyes soon began to tear as he watched his father hold the sword out in front of him. “You shall take this sword and continue my legacy son” said Spawn still with the sword in his hand.

“I…I can’t father. I’m not ready to do it. I need more training.” Darius said trying to hold back the tears knowing that his father was now putting his sword down forever. He knew the responsibility that was now given to him by Spawn but deep down he felt like he was not ready to carry out this task.

“You are ready my son… you always have been” Spawn said flipping the sword with the hilt facing his son as if offering him the sword. Darius took his still shaking hand and wrapped it around the hilt. As Spawn released his grip on the sword, both men knew that both their fates have been sealed. Spawn Skyfire had placed his sword, his combat prowess, and his legacy into the hands of his son Darius. “Now go my son, carry out my mission and bring justice and peace to these lands” Spawn said pointing out towards the horizon. Darius twirled the sword in his hand much like his father used to before placing it on his belt.

“It shall be done father” Darius said before opening the door leading into the study and leaving the balcony.

“Son…” Spawn said entering the study behind his son making his way towards his desk.

“Yes father?” Darius asked stopping near the door that lead out of the study. Spawn then took off his hat and tossed it towards his son.

“You may want this as well” Spawn said with a smile on his face. Darius caught the hat that his father has worn for so many years and placed it on his own head before walking out of Spawn’s study. The young Skyfire made his way out of the manor as the servants bowed their heads respectfully towards him. When he was outside the manor, Darius turned around towards the servants who were applauding him on his new accomplishment. He then grabbed the front of his father’s hat and tipped it a bit towards them. “May justice guide and protect you my son” Spawn said sitting down at his desk hearing the cheers outside his door. Darius got on his mount and began to ride off down the road of Sanctus towards Luna.

And so continues the legacy of the great Lord Spawn...
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