A story i wrote to pass time
It's my first story, so tell me if you like it
Check the original version in french: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56505070/
I translated it myself, so it may not be perfect
~1500 words
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꧁ An unexpected armor꧂

"I hope there will be good loot in this chest", he said while arriving in the last room of the dungeon.

"An armor? All that time lost for an armor?!" he said to himself

When taking a closer look to it, he remarked that one could say that it was made out of crystal. More precisely, a prism. And it looked like it was made for his size.
"Well, might as well try it to see if i can wear it. Anyways, i could sell it."
He putted on the chestplate, then the helmet, the leggings and finally the boots. It was wonderfully at his size, maybe more than any blacksmith could have done in the whole world.

"I think i will keep it, but first, I must verify that it is solid. When we talk about testing..." he saw a spider razor-blade from the corner of the eye. These spiders were known to breach through armors and break the best blades with their legs, even though, it was easy to kill them with a good tactic. Before eating their victims, they killed them. He got closer to the arthropod so it could see him. (He didn't fear Death). "Tac", the insect couldn't manage to pierce the crystal armor?!

"Yep, I will definitively keep it!" he murmured.

Even if magic existed in this world, it was so rare to see creatures that could master it that it was negligible to worry about it.

When returning to the kingdom of light, he saw that the prism had reflections that were abnormally beautiful. For him, it was one more reason to keep it...

After arriving at the guild bar and got his reward, he decided to sleep. He was so much tired of his day that he totally forgot to remove the armor.
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The next day, when waking up, he saw that firstly, he forgot to remove it, and secondly, that the armor got longer on his arms. It was maybe already the case the last day, it was part of the armor and he forgot, or… it was the tru.. the true reality

He suddenly tried to remove it only to find out it was firmly attached to his body; and he panicked even more and-” STOP! I’m only trying to protect you”.

Had he became crazy? Was it the reality? The armor was really talking to him in his mind??
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I would have considered letting you removing me, but because, firstly, you are a perfect host, and secondly, you wanted to sell me, don’t even think of it.
“It’s sure, i’ve became crazy, I hear voices in my head now, I terribly need a pau- “
Can you stop your stupid fooleries?,it cutted, No you didn’t become it, and now i want that we listen to me.
Let me talk. I would have considered letting you removing me, but because, firstly, you-are-a-perfect-host-and-secondly, you wanted to sell me, don’t even think of it.
Host? This word intrigued him… Was it a kind of symbiotic creature? He couldn’t be further from the truth, it was a magic armor, and apparently, it was very much sentient. It was made for protecting the best soldiers during all their life.
He decided to flee out of the city because he was scared to be seen in this state. Gradually as he flee, the armor recovered him more and more. Even though it was literally made out of rigid rock, he didn’t have any trouble walking and running. The armor made him want to find a cave. Why?
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The “cursed” armor finished completely recovering him from inside and out. He was even surprised to be still alive, “if the fact it wanted to protect him was true, he taught, then I must be invincible. Wait… How can I still see?”, he said to himself while trying to rub his eyes
You forgot I was made of prism? Well that changes nothing, it will not change my plan.
A plan? “What could the “living” amor could think? It already made me prisoner, what could it do more?
I am a magic armor, and I can do many more things than protecting my wearer; I can live without him, but most of my abilities… require him.
And the crystal armor made him against him go deeper and deeper inside the cave.
“Who are you? Why do you bring me here? What do you wan- hmm HHMMMM”
I’m done hearing you. Who am I? You should know from long ago so it’ not my problem. Why do I bring you here? You wanted to remain hidden, you little coward, so i’m hiding you forever. And for your last question, I already told you
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It’s later, the armor recovered itself with those rocks. It was more than 4 meters tall now, its appearance resembled a golem, with crystals that growed on. The rock was dark grey, the crystals must have measured from 15 to 25 contimeters.They were transparent, buut the light that passed in them colored with all the colors the cave and its body…
Ah finally! An energy source to reinforce myself and my new stable body. It is good to finally be alive again.
“In reality, you are a golem?” he tried to ask the armor.
No, but it’s the form my previous possessor preferred after my complete crystal form. And also, it’s easier to keep an host comfortable and keeping him from escaping like this.
…The golems of this world were all rocks animated by magic, they looked like the typical image that we have. Well, let’s continue. Even though he was covered by rocks, what would normally be very much uncomfortable for him, the rocks inside the golem body were soft enough so he had the impression that it was a massage. This made all the doubts about the fact to keep him comfortable go. Finally he gave himself up to the golem.
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During many months, maybe 1 year, he remained unconscious of the fact that the armor controlled him totally; until one day, where he realised he could feel the armor and his body separately, and he detected runes that were “engraved” on him. It must have been those that entirely removed his will to escape, and he thought it could only be this cursed armor that engraved them. It suddenly gave him a determination so strong that the runes broke. He wanted to be free, and nothing could stop him. The armor had maybe became even more resistant at the exterior, but it didn’t think that any human could have the strength to find a way between the rocks to go.
He almost got free but he had a moment of doubt. Did he really want to deprive himself of this relaxation that he feeled while in the armor? What will people think after he disappeared during weeks, maybe months? Did he really want this?... He finally realised that the object tried to corrupt him.
Please, don’t abandon me, I will give you all your desires, I could even transform you into a golem or a dragon or anything if you accept to stay. When I was in this chest, it was like I was empty.
“No please, now, let me go.”
It still had a last weapon: the runes: Maybe it would have the time to engrave a rune strong enough so it would want to wear it again. The transformation needed an host in general, and it finished by really like its form, a little strange for an armor, of a golem.
I will start with a paralysis rune, so I’ll have the time to engrave the stronger runes. And he will not realise nor feel what’s will happen to him.
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And it started, but the man was too fast, and he could finally see the light of the cave.
“Just a little last effort…” and he crashed on the ground when crawling out of the chest of the golem. He feeled that he had a hard time moving his body. After all, he thought it was normal after being crushed by at least 100 kilograms of rocks. And he saw something that he would have never thought of, the armor retook its original form. And he didn’t have crystals on him or in him. He was free.
Rahhhh, I failed my plan, and for more this rune will fade away rapidly.
“Ah! It’s because of that I struggle moving” he said. “You seem like you can be very helpful – “Ah it’s strange for me to talk to a living being like that”, he said to himself – if it wasn’t for your character. Else I would have worn you the most, especially since I liked my last experiences, even though I was only like a passenger in my own body.”
What does it have my character?
"Exactly!"
Rude. But okay, I’m ready to submit myself to be complete.
He got back wearing the armor that recolored itself to seem like a normal one.
And he explained to the people that he had just travelled to not scare them.