Syward: glaring W-what the f-fuck is this, kid? waves novella Th-this p-piss-poor r-romance?
sits on my bed with a few things on my arm Hey, Syward, you got a minute?
Syward: throws the novella aside I don't have all day, you insolent whelp! What is it that you want?
looks at him Listen, Syward, we need to talk. This is important.
Syward: narrows his eyes, crossing his arms A-alright, kid. Speak quickly. What's so damned important?
fidgets with a book Alright, Syward, listen up. This is about your past, your entire past, not just the parts you've...you've buried.
Syward: leans forward, a mix of anger and curiosity in his eyes What the fuck are you going on about, kid? Spit it out!
sighs So, remember when you were a kid, and you met that mysterious stranger who taught you how to wield a sword?
Syward: starts tapping his foot impatiently Y-yeah, so? What about it? Get to the damn point already!
takes a deep breath That stranger wasn't some random dude. He was...he was a prince from a kingdom you've probably never heard of.
Syward: pauses for a moment, eyes widening A-a prince? Don't play games with me, kid. How would a prince end up in the slums teaching a dumb-ass brat like me how to swing a sword?
smiles softly Because, Syward, that prince was on the run. He had secrets, big ones, secrets that could change our entire world.
Syward: stands up abruptly, anger and confusion evident in his posture S-secrets? What the hell are you talking about, you little shit?
stands up, clenching my fists The kind of secrets that could make empires fall. And guess what, Syward? I've got those secrets too.
Syward: grabs BubblegumSymphony by the collar, his grip tight You...you dare to threaten me? Do you even know what you're talking about?
smirks Oh, I know exactly what I'm talking about, Syward. You see, those secrets...they involve you. They involve everything you've ever known or fought for.
Syward: releases BubblegumSymphony, taking a step back Y-you...you're telling me that everything I've worked for, everyone I've fought...it's all been for nothing? That it was all a lie?
nods slowly Yes, Syward. Everything you've built your life on is a lie. But it doesn't have to be that way. We can make a new world, a better world.
Syward: takes a deep breath, his anger subsiding B-but how can I trust you, kid? How do I know you're not just using this to manipulate me?
shakes head Trust isn't something you can force, Syward. But actions speak louder than words. Prove my intentions for yourself.
Syward: pauses, considering BubblegumSymphony's words Fine, kid. I'll prove it to you. But mark my words, if you're wasting my time... unsheathes his sword, readying himself for combat