The Crown and The Sword

"Hey, Edge, what's this door lead to?" A male voice asked to what seemed like noone in particular.

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"What do you mean you don't fucking know? You're supposed to know where all these doors go dammit!"

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"Out of all your owners, I'm the only one actually curious about this? Fan-fucking-tastic! Wanna see where it leads?"

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"Do you think your argument really matters anyway, Edge?"

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"Damn straight! Now let's go see where this door leads!"

   With a swift movement, the that owns the voice, shove a sword into a keyhole in the center of the door he was questioning. He stopped for a moment to look at the door on the right side of the door he was about to open. The neighboring door had cracks all over the wood, some were big and deeply embedded into the dark wood.

"It's nothing, Edge. Ready to unlock this door?"

    The sentient being turned the sword to the left, hearing a pleasant clicking from within the confines of the door. Turn the hole back to its original position and removing the sword from it. A white furred hand with small curved claws wrapped around the handle, turning it slowly. A loud creak emitted from the hinges of the door as it opened into darkness.

"My, what an adventure this is about to become."

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"Zip it, Edge, I know you're trying to protect me n' all, but that shit kinda gets old."

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"Fair enough, you know I only use my powers in case of emergencies, and when noone's around to look."

   With those final words, the creature sheathed his blade and leapt into the darkness, the wooden door slamming shut behind him. Before the creature could get an idea where he might have jumped into, he felt a falling sensation. The darkness around his turned into a blue color. Falling at a great speed that even he went through the clouds in his way.

"SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-"

   He was cut off. Knocked into a fading conscious. The last things he heard before blacking out were the sounds of breaking glass, a loud thud, a female shriek, and the word "sire."

"Sire?" The voice rang in his ears.

Then, nothing.