CALAMITY : Legends Of The Chosen

Scene: "The Sword That Refused the Past"

The sky above shimmered with static interference, Karl's HUD blinking erratically as he calibrated the Quantum Displacer.

Karl (muttering to himself):

"Coordinates locked. Destination: geothermal signature… anomalous magnetic field... let's see what's down there."

With a flick of his wrist, the Displacer Module on his forearm cracked open — a mini singularity pulsing inside like a beating heart.

ZSSHHRIP!

In a flash of fragmented light, Karl vanished from the surface.

FLASH-TELEPORT: LOCATION UNKNOWN

He reappeared underground — in total silence.

Cracked stone walls. Dusty murals. Ancient mechanisms embedded into the pillars. Dim light leaked through holes in the ceiling, illuminating a raised platform in the distance.

At the center of the chamber…

A sword embedded in obsidian.

Karl's HUD buzzed.

[Unknown Artifact Detected]

[Material Composition: Mythic-grade coresteel. Anomalous density detected.]

[Designation: EXCALIBUR — Calamity-Class Catalyst]

Karl stepped forward, each footstep echoing.

The sword was radiant, glowing faintly gold-blue, yet carried an undeniable weight. Not physical — temporal. As if it had seen countless timelines. Suffered millions of fates. Bled through cause and effect.

Karl (half in awe, half in disbelief):

"…You're real."

He reached out — nanites forming a gauntlet across his arm. But the moment he touched the hilt—

> FLASH.

Memories. Or were they echoes?

Karl screamed as pain flooded his synapses. Fractured images. A maze. A death. Alex crying. A kiss. Zixy laughing. Morgz turning away. Then—

Nothing.

He staggered back, clutching his head.

Karl (panting, confused):

"What the hell… was that?"

The sword pulsed again. But it didn't budge. Not a fraction.

---

A line etched into the pedestal suddenly flared with blue runes:

"Those who lost the path… may not lift the blade until they find their name."

Karl stared, blinking.

Karl (bitter smile):

"So you do remember."

He turned away, breath steadying, gaze burning.

Karl:

"Then I'll just have to become the version of me that can wield you."

He placed a beacon marker beside the chamber, then teleported out — leaving Excalibur untouched… for now.

The wind carried dust across the cracked asphalt. The Chosen were still recovering—some sitting, some stretching, a few eating cold rations. The atmosphere was quiet but calm, the peace of post-training stillness.

Then—Karl blinked into the center of camp, teleporting back in a ripple of blue light.

Zixy:

"Karl? Where'd you go?"

Karl (voice even, but eyes burning with excitement):

"Underground. About five kilometers east of here. There's a structure down there—something ancient."

Shojiro (raising an eyebrow):

"And you went alone?"

Karl (ignoring the jab):

"I found something… big. I found Excalibur."

That got their attention.

Max (mouth full of jerky):

"Like, the Excalibur? Sword in the stone, chosen one nonsense?"

Karl:

"Not nonsense. It's real. Myth-grade Calamity Weapon. Locked in obsidian, surrounded by tech I've never seen before. And it's got… memories."

Leone (narrowing her eyes):

"What kind of memories?"

Karl (pausing):

"Not mine. Not exactly. Fragments. Like echoes. There were people… crying. Bleeding. Saying goodbye. But the moment I touched it… it forced me to let go."

Shojiro (crossing his arms):

"Did you pull it out?"

Karl (shakes his head):

"It didn't let me. Said I wasn't ready. Something about… 'finding my name.'"

Zans (grinning from the corner):

"Maybe it means you've gotta stop calling yourself Karl the 'Sexy Genius' first."

Kuro (giggling):

"Or maybe your name's not Karl at all. Ooooooo."

Alex (floating beside Karl, serious):

"If it holds fragmented timelines… then it might be tied to something buried inside us. Something we're not supposed to remember."

Karl looked at her.

They shared a flicker of something unspoken.

Karl (softly):

"Maybe."

Enme (quiet):

"So… what now?"

Karl lifted a small holographic shard—a projection of Excalibur embedded in the pedestal. Its golden glow flickered faintly in the early sun.

Karl:

"Now? I analyze it. If it's really a Calamity Weapon, we'll need it. Whether it chooses me or not."

Shojiro (smirking):

"Guess even a genius needs permission to hold the cool sword."

Karl (grinning back):

"Watch your mouth, Redshift, or I'll quantum displace your pants into orbit."

The group chuckled. The tension eased—but the name "Excalibur" lingered in their minds.

A forgotten sword. A test yet to come.

And somewhere underground… the blade waited.

Scene: "System Override: Chariot Ascension"

Location: Cracked canyon rim, midday

Characters Present: Karl (solo test), others watching from a distance

A thunderous hum echoed through the arid cliffs. Dust lifted as Karl stood at the edge of the canyon, his core glowing a deep cerulean blue. He tapped his forearm, lines of code flickering over his HUD.

Karl (muttering):

"Chariot Mode… check. Quantum Displacer… synched. Zero Fragmentation Core… locked in."

He stepped back.

Karl:

"Let's see what happens when I stop following roads… and start rewriting them."

His nanites swarmed outward. In seconds, Karl's form shifted—his body folding and reassembling into a sleek, hover-adapted transport mode. Jet-black alloys shimmered like oil, accented by glowing blue circuitry. His wheels hovered inches above the ground, no contact needed.

Chariot Mode: Activated.

Then—

He initiated Quantum Displacer.

A sharp pulse.

Reality tore for a microsecond.

And Karl vanished—teleporting 30 meters forward, his form blinking out and back in like a corrupted frame skip.

Then he enabled the Zero Fragmentation Core.

The chariot roared.

A dimensional shell formed beneath his wheels, simulating ground while hovering through midair. The system calculated frictionless movement, no terrain needed. A glowing ribbon of energy curved out in front of him like a rail.

And just like that…

Karl began to fly.

Zipping through the canyon air, phasing, teleporting short distances, then skating mid-air along nanite-forged vectors of gravitational override.

From the ridge above, the other Chosen watched.

Shojiro (gaping):

"...This man just turned himself into a flying Tesla that can blink."

Leone (whistling softly):

"Okay. That's actually sexy."

Max (grinning):

"Bro's got a battle-mode Hyperloop."

Zixy (dry):

"Should we start calling him Elon Mitsubishi?"

Alex (watching quietly):

"…He's close. One day he'll move without bending time. Just remove it."

Down below, Karl looped through a broken archway, teleported mid-air, and reformed 100 feet above a cliff—then came spiraling down in a perfectly controlled dive.

He landed with a crack of displaced wind, the Chariot disengaging as he stepped out, steam hissing from his joints.

Karl:

"Teleporting at Mach speeds. Flying without lift. Ground is now optional."

He grinned at the others.

[Scene: Karl finishes his test run, landing with a trail of blue light behind him. His armor hisses with heat, the quantum core still glowing from overuse.]

Max:

"Dude… did you just teleport mid-air… then nosedive… through a mountain?"

Karl (grinning, brushing nanite dust off his shoulder):

"Yeah. Realized Chariot Mode didn't have to stay on rails. Synced the core with my displacer grid."

Shojiro:

"What do you call that move?"

Karl (activating his HUD):

"Blinkstream Drive."

He snaps his fingers — a surge of energy pulses as he vanishes, reappears behind them mid-glide, then vanishes again.

Alex (smiling softly):

"You named it. You're officially obsessed."