The Blacksmith of Kuvera🔊

Once upon a time, in the small town of Kuvera, lived a humble blacksmith named Benjamin. He was well-known for his excellent craftsmanship, and his works, ranging from delicate pieces of jewelry to sturdy tools, were highly valued by the townsfolk.

One night, as the Crimson Moon graced the sky, a stranger draped in a cloak entered Benjamin's workshop. Hidden beneath the hood, the stranger revealed a rare mineral; it was an ore of Mythrall, a metal said to possess magical properties. He requested Benjamin to forge a sword out of it, offering a bag full of gold coins as payment. Intrigued and enticed by the enormous reward, Benjamin accepted the challenge.

For days on end, Benjamin toiled, gradually coaxing the elusive Mythrall into the form of a sword. Each blow of his hammer echoed with his determination, mingling sweat with molten metal, shaping the substance of legends. He lost the track of the sun cycles, with the glowing embers of his forge becoming his dawn and dusk.

Gradually, under the expert hands of Benjamin, the shapeless Mythrall hardened into an exquisite sword gleaming with an unearthly luster. The final product was beautiful and powerful; it possessed an aura that whispered of untold might.

The stranger returned on the night the sword was completed. He gripped the hilt, and his cloaked figure straightened, casting a triumphant silhouette. Revealing his face, he was an elf with striking green eyes and an aura that matched the majesty of his new weapon. He introduced himself as Elandor from the Silver Forest realm, a world unknown to humans. Elandor was on a mission: to defeat Brandor, a tyrant seeking to overrun his homeland.

Humbled by the bigger cause behind his work, Benjamin refused the bag of gold. The elf, taken aback, insisted on rewarding him. Seeing no success, Elandor granted him a boon, a single request that he promised to fulfill.

With a thoughtful gaze towards his aging father, Benjamin asked for health and vitality for his parent, a wish which Elandor granted. Benjamin's father was imbued with renewed energy, living long enough to see his son's fame spread far beyond their small own.

Elandor returned to his realm with the Mythrall sword and freed it from the clutch of the tyrant. The tale of his victory, along with the legend of the blacksmith from the human world who had forged the sword, was sung by the bards in the Silver Forest for generations.

Back in Kuvera, Benjamin continued his craft, never again seeing the crimson moon or the elf. But he continued to live a life of gratitude, the miraculous health of his father becoming a tale of its own.

And so, it unfolded that a simple blacksmith not only helped save an unknown realm but also received a reward greater than gold. His tale, passed down among the townsfolk of Kuvera, served as a timeless reminder of the strength of one's skill and the power of a kind heart.