The Sacred Oath

Dwixer lives in a city studio, a building with exposed brick, high ceilings, large windows and visible ductwork. It has a coffee table that lifts into a desk and one sofa that rests perfectly beside the window. It was a kind of building for a perfect minimalist. The forest in the city was colorful and the tree leaves hissed with steam, the air smelled of pine needles and copper and of rain. In this city, nature and machinery were one; to survive you need to understand the rhythm of the gears beneath the soil.

Dwixer is a builder, while others fought for fame, power, and wealth, he spent his days quietly building and fixing the place he calls home. Fame and wealth were of no interest to him. He believed if he fixed the small things, the big things would take care of themselves. Passersby wonder why he wasn't caught up with the city's life but chooses a simple life that no one seemed to buy into.

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One day, a knight from a different city crashed into his grove. Seeing how dedicated he was in his business, he desired that dwixer join his war. Dwixer had to decide if he'll be written in the knight's violent story or maintain his sacred profile of building.

"I'll join your war, but only in fixing your armor. I wouldn't pick up a sword" Dwixer told him. He was clear with his role as a builder before the knight but still allowed their stories to touch.

The knight wanted Dwixer to join the war, he felt his body was built perfectly for it. He offered to bribe him with great wealth .

"If you join the war instead of just fixing my armor, I'll give you gold and silver to buy yourself a new forest" the knight told him. Dwixer refused, his sacred story was his oath.

"I'll build to sustain life, never to end it". Dwixer said, staying true to his oath even when the knight threatened him. If he built the weapon, the " builder" would be dead, replaced by a "destroyer". The forest trees may rust, but his oath remained polished and bright.