Throughout history, many heroes have been spawned by the call of destiny during times of dire straits. The endless struggle between the forces of good and evil has called for countless grand souls who waged wars, created vast kingdoms and destroyed forces that sought the annihilation of things both saintly and demonic. These timeless icons have become legends long after they have come and gone: Wizards who wielded the arcana of both heaven and earth, swordsmen known to banish even the foulest of demons without loss, smiths who girded armies with weapons of unearthly properties and countless others who could not be worthed to a thousand men.
Unfortunately, this story has nothing to do with them. Heck, we got people who would make epic struggles of the past pale in comparison with what they have to put up with during day to day living!
Well of course, somewhere along the road, something interesting is bound to turn up for each and every one of us no matter how boring our lives may be. And that's probably where I should begin this tale.
Submitted for the approval of the midnight society, I call this tale, The Tale of The Switched Swords.
*Cue in creepy Are You Afraid of The Dark music*
*Cough* Rip-off! *Cough*
(Please don't sue me. I'm so poor, I can't even pay attention.)