The lengend of the sliver sword

So there he was,rick fraklin,he looked badly dameged, like he was in a fight, hes clothes were torn, hes backbag looked like someone ate it, and throw it back up, anyway, standing next to the lengendery Sliver sword, he know that it was legendary, it was the greatest sword in existance, that it was destined for only one man, that it holds utimate power. he was in a capel, one that looked like noone had been in it for 100 years or more. copwebs, broken seats, even the tinted walls were broken, this capel seemed to be underground, because no light was in the capel expect the one that shined on the sliver sword.

now, with great exitment, he walked slowely up to the pedistal, he stood there, looking upon the great sliver sword, he said quitely to himself"there it is, after yrs of searching, I found you" slowely he put hes two hands on the sword, and tried to lift it, but it did not move, instead it shocked him, like lighting came out of the sword, he heard a voice yelling before he died, it was a voice of a boy.