The blinding light bleeding from the unsheathed dagger carried the signature of a celestial weapon.
It was a weapon of God, made for God, and made by a God.
The creators forged these relics exclusively for their own kind, instilling each artifact with unique cosmic purposes. Certain celestial arms possessed the power to fabricate souls and consciousness, while others existed solely to eradicate targets.
They demanded life force to function. Deities and their servants relied on infinite lifespans to fuel the weapons. Mortals possessed finite energy.
Solomon watched the liquid aura drip from the blade and accessed the Paladin's ancient memories. A human touching a divine relic triggered an irreversible consumption process.
The last mortal to pick up a celestial weapon survived for exactly one hundred seconds. The artifact drank the wielder's blood, flesh, and bones, leaving behind nothing more than a hollow carcass of skin.
