Ow.
It was big enough to break me in half.
One of the splinters flying away from me hits @Rukah.
I die once again.
I remove any evidence of my involvement from @Rukah’s body making it look like he died in a horrible accident. I laugh knowing that this will confuse every forensic scientists assigned to this case and drive many a teenage girl mad as they try to figure out what happened after being provided details from a true crime podcast.
Eventually I die. However, I reincarnate as a lewa sword.
I look on at the poor sap @Spiderus_Prime confused for me as he breaks his face and forces him to crossdress. Surely this scandalous behavior will not look good on his mod squad report card.
Regardless, I wait form that bizarre space monkey currently posing as darkwing duck to depart, then quietly call an ambulance for the poor fellow with a broken face so he can receive proper medical treatment. I’m evil, but I’m not a monster.
Ouch! I break in half, but then the pieces just form into smaller lewa swords.
Due to Rukah’s revival I can come back again.
I instantly grap @Ruk and @ah and use them to attack @Seuss.
I rejoice that this topic has been revived, but then I realize that I am sitting on the ground it two parts. I hope something will happen.
I pick up @ruk and @ah and forge him back together, making an alliance with him.
However, because I am a lewa sword, I am powerless to do anything except sit there.
From under my lawn domain, I steal @Rukah away and stab him into the Rukahlamity Machine, an ancient doomsday device that makes Lewa swords rain from the sky. Everyone better get to cover or get consumed by the sharpness!