"You don't remember your own name?" I asked it.
"No…it's been far too long… I was imprisoned here…by someone… I need you to free me…to wield me.." The crimson glow replied.
"How do I wield you?" I asked.
"No….I see now..you're too weak… you cannot wield me…my power would destroy you…" It replied with a voice full of sorrow.
I felt a sadness emanating from it, it yearned for release and it was devoid of evil.
"Then, I can't help you?" I questioned.
"Not now…touch my essence… form a vow and I will come to serve you…once your strength is sufficient…I feel as though that is my purpose…" It replied.
"Why not choose the king? His strength is surely sufficient." I wondered.
"It is…but he's human…no matter how strong he is…my soul would overpower his soul and his would burn…you are..different…your body is above humanity's bloodline limit…now touch my essence and form the vow before my soul…withers away… in this world..only you can wield me…I have no choice…" It replied.
