I Just Cannot Draw!

I was way more shocked than Adonis was. When I said I liked none of the give weapon choices, I did not mean that I wanted to make my own weapon. I just refused to accept the options I had in front of me. My father misunderstood me.

However, there was no hope fighting my father. I just kept quiet. Adonis smiled. "I see!" He looked at me. "You want to make your own weapon. I will help you. I will teach you to make weapons. I will grant you with the necessary tools. Come tomorrow at 11:00 am."

I nodded. The idea of making my own weapon was somehow interesting. I went away with my father. The whole day I had nothing in my mind except my weapon. I couldn't sleep. I realized that for the first time in my life, I was excited to become a warrior. Who knew that this feeling would only grow as my journey would progress. (No spoilers!)

The next day, I got up at 8:00 am. I did my daily chores and went down. I met my cheerful father. "Go make me proud son! Make the strongest weapon ever known to Darknorianity!" I did some more work till it was 10:45 am. Unable to control my excitement, I went off to Adonis's Workshop.

There I watched Adonis waiting for me. "Yo boy!" I could see excitement in his eyes. "This is the first time I am going to help someone else in making a weapon." He admitted. We went inside and the surroundings hadn't changed much. The room looked cleaner though. Maybe Adonis knew that it would become dirty when we started our work so he cleaned it up.

On the table, I could see many tools. I could see a saw, a drill, a knife (with which maybe, if I misbehaved, he would stab me), and a tool box consisting of different types of screw drivers and screws and various other things. "So let's begin!" Adonis exclaimed with joy.

I had a bag of containing my lunch which I placed in a corner. I followed Adonis to the table. "So it's up to you. How do you want your weapon to be? More importantly, what do you want your weapon to be?" Adonis asked. Honestly, I had no idea.

I closed my eyes to imagine a weapon in my hand, the strongest weapon. Most of you would think it would be a big sword or something. But what I saw was something else. I saw an axe in front of me. A mixture of red and golden color. Its blade shining, its handle gripping my hand. It emitted red light, like molten magma. I opened my eyes to see an eagerly waiting Adonis.

"I saw it. An axe! A royal one!" I announced. Adonis grinned. "Then so be it!" He said. Everything was placed on the table down. He gave me a paper and a pencil (Yes, we have all these in Darknor.) "Draw it, what you saw!" Adonis said.

Maybe Adonis was not informed or maybe he just wanted to make fun of me. The fact that I really don't know to draw is very famous all over Trouflet town. According to my imagination, I will make a mansion but in yours, it will be a hut. I grabbed the pencil and scribbled something on the paper. I was trying to focus on the weapon I had seen. The scribbling went on for about ten minutes. I tried my best to make it look at least not the worst drawing in history. Once done, I handed the paper to Adonis. He looked at it carefully, noticing every single point. (Or should I say, every single mistake) Adonis was a real genius to understand what I had drawn.

He smiled at me and exclaimed, "That's a fantastic piece!" Now I was sure he was making fun of me. But I didn't argue. After seeing such a drawing, anyone could become sarcastic. "Ok then. Let's make the strongest weapon ever known!"