xianxia type of story just a couple of chapters looking for feedback and Canadian english so if you think its wrong 50/50
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More than a dream
My name is Bill. I live a simple life in a mid-sized city in the great white north. I like it. I go to work. I read. I talk to my friends and family and I don’t stress out about too much. One week ago. Everything changed for me. I had a dream. In it I talked to a being. Was it a god? An angel? Or maybe a guardian spirit or maybe just me getting a big head? I don’t know. She would not answer me. She just sat there staring at me with her long, dark hair, her perky breasts, slender hips and long legs and well-tanned skin - kind of looking like a native north American and an Asian person and yet like neither. She is dressed in crudely made leathers with beadings, feathers and some sort of markings painted into the material that glowed. For 3 nights in a row she sat until finally she rose into the air, looked down and said to me, “You are a not the best person around. You are not a superman, or a genius or a saint being super kind and a generous person. Actually from your jokes and everything, you are simply an asshole”.
I think to myself, “Shit - what an asshole. This is my dream and she is going to talk to me like that. I start to image kicking her ass for being a mean-spirited bitch or giving her a spanking because she acts like snot-nosed brat who always gets her own way and blames the servants in what is after all my dream. “I am not rude, I am not spoiled, and this is not a dream” she says to me.
As she says this, from nowhere a gigantic sword that is taller than she is - probably 5 feet, with the blade alone, appears in her hand. She strokes it like it is her favorite pet before suddenly spinning it faster than the eye can follow. Suddenly the blade still spinning starts moving forward just as fast and the spin stops as she stabs it into my chest. With a sucking sound the blade pushes past the skin and muscles hitting against the bone. The blade doesn’t slow down grating against my rib cage along my spine before bursting out of my back where it suddenly stops. I try to scream as I cough up blood onto her face. For the first time in 3 nights she smiles at me as I fall onto the ground.
“Listen carefully” she says to me. I start shouting, “You stabbed me you ” a spray of blood is all that comes out. “You are out of shape. You are pretty smart but why is everything that you do know useless fantasy books or random stuff like how cakes get hard when they go stale and biscuits go soft? How pointless is that? You are, despite all of that, still human and well the only human I could seem to be able to reach.” I think to myself, “Gee, what a rousing recommendation. Not wanting her to do anything more and really coughing up blood, I can’t say much with the sword so I stay quiet.
“This is your one chance to be better then you have been. Our world ended in ice and death, and soon the world as you know it will end in madness, brutality and death. I will give you the remains of our power to use even though it is just a seed of true power. With you it will be a seed of hope for the future to grow and thrive or twist and corrupt based on you.” With that everything except the sword starts to disappear.
After everything else is gone, it is just me and the sword floating in a void. The blade of the sword starts to disappear leaving just the hilt which begins glowing a bright orange floating before me. The sword hilt is turning to a glowing white-hot light with a hint of something beyond that as it is moving towards me. The hilt starts spinning quickly and becomes a blur that suddenly flies forward pushing its way into my chest. I can feel it straining against my ribcage for about a fraction of a second then a snap as my ribcage breaks and the hilt is pushed through it melting inside me as it surrounds and fixes but also tears apart my heart. I start to scream as I wake up. I was screaming so loud that even the neighbours who are always partying screamed to shut up.