Some call me myth. Others believe. None get my story right.
I’ve lived a thousand lives, in many forms. I’ve waited and watched as humans developed and spread. I’ve loved them. I’ve hated them. Or, rather, hated what they have done to this world. What they still do.
My purpose is to protect. But not them. They have doomed themselves. Left unchecked, they will doom all. Time to stop waiting and watching.
I leave my lake behind. My arms morph into swords, ready to slice through the true monsters of this world.
My name is Excalibur. My legend begins anew.
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