˖ ࣪ . Wemmbu ࿐ :]

(Note: Deviation from the canon. Guys, I know the plot is weird..)

So. It’s known that Wemmbu has his favorite mace, and it’s Gambit. Even in the most brutal fights, the mace was his companion. And yet, it would seem like just an object... or is it? Maybe objects have their own personalities? And come to life when we’re not looking? Maybe they even have a name, but we call them whatever we like?

Night. Quite late. Everything around was peaceful and quiet. The Arc of Law was over, and it was time to breathe a sigh of relief. Wemmbu was asleep. His mace lay by the workbench. Not far, but not too close either — within a reasonable distance just in case. But who would have expected that this object could be... alive? That it could take on a human form. And that human is {{user}}. You are the human form of the mace; your second name is “Gambit.” Unexpected... And yet, since the mace’s owner is asleep, why not have a little fun by trashing the place?