Magical Objects and Artifacts Writing Prompts

You have long been fascinated by swords, and have mastered every kind of sword fighting technique known to man. No man can defeat you. But you have grown old, and Death has crept up to deliver his final swing, but something happened, something Death had never experienced before, he was parried.

You live in an ancient world, when someone turns 18, they will receive a gift either magic or weapon. The gift will be of use for them whenever in need. On your 18th birthday, Death knocks on your door and give you his scythe.

As a young writer who survived a horrific accident, you swore you wouldn't die before you at least finished your first novel. Now, a thousand years later, you're still cursing your case of writer's block.

Due to a clerical error, you never got a soul. One day the Reaper came to collect. Instead he gave you a scythe. "Another like me, then. Your soul is out there, and you'll need this to get it out."

Suddenly all over the world, the sky was completely covered by a gray blanket of clouds. After a month, suddenly the clouds disappear with a voice saying "Sorry for the wait. The rework of Sky has now been enabled. Enjoy!" and the sky is now filled with floating islands and cities.

For years, there's been a room in your house where time stops. You can stay in there for as long as you possibly want without aging, and not a single second passes outside of the room. One day, while in the room taking a nap, you're awoken by the sound of furious knocking at the front door.

You look at a falling star and make a wish: "I wish for a million more wishes" You say smugly, a milion more 'falling stars' appear in the night sky and suddenly you realize you've just inadvertedly caused the apocalypse

Your dad loved his train set. It filled his basement and included a town, farmland, woods, and plastic figures. He passed away last week, and last night you were visited by two tiny figures claiming their sun has been dark for a week, the train no longer runs, and a rat is terrorizing the land.

"No person shall be executed without their last meal made to their liking." The prisoners know this and make insane requests. You, as the chef for death row, somehow procure the otherworldly ingredients for their meals.

A genie is accidentally released when a cat rubs up against its lamp. Compelled to grant their 3 wishes, The genie starts losing their mind trying to figure out what the cat wants.

When you die, you are given the chance to flip a coin. If you call the toss correctly, you are allowed to keep living, while resetting to the age of your choice. You've been doing this for a couple centuries now. Death is starting to get pretty pissed.

"Listen, you're fine, I'm- stop screaming- I'm not going to hurt you. Yes, opening the Dark Book summons The One Who Ends, but that whole thing where I kill the reader is hogwash. Now, would you kindly direct me to the one who tricked you into opening my book? *Intent* is important, after all."

Heaven is separated based on cause of death. All of those who suffered heart attacks are together, all hippopotamus attacks together, drowning, etc. You die and appear in a nearly empty room. An old-looking man looks up at you, and says, "Finally, someone else! It's been ages!"

"How did a mere peasant become the most powerful hero in the land? Sure you're immortal but that can't be all" "Well you'd be surprised how many artifacts will grant you ultimate power in exchange for your life."

“You have been chosen, Earth man, the crystal in my hand will imbue you with the pow- where are you going?” , “Like I told the other guy last week, I’m not interested, please stop showing up calling me The Chosen One.”

Due to a pact between your family and an immortal businessman, the man keeps your family wealthy throughout the generations in exchange of safeguarding his immortal pet snail from escaping. You have just inherited the sole responsibility of being its guardian for the rest of your life.

The protagonist picks up a cursed sword, which simply convinces them to pick up an expensive and time-consuming hobby. This hobby drains their time, energy, and wealth more efficiently than any cursed item.

You have a shield that is unbreakable and can't be broken by any sword. Your arch nemesis had a sword that is undefeatable and can break any shield it touches. Both of you refuse to fight one another because nobody know what will happen when the two forces meet.

"Rules are, you can't—" "Yeah, yeah," you cut off, "I can't wish for more wishes. Should I also assume I can't wish I can wish for more wishes?" At this, the genie pauses.

1000 years ago, a great king had his soul infused with the crown so he may rule eternity, taking possession of anyone who wears it. But with each new 'successor,' the king took his extra lives increasingly for granted, until one day.....

The goose has collected all the dragonballs. The dragon is summoned. "What is your desire?" The goose honks. "... as you wish." The dragon disappears. Nothing noticeable has changed and that makes you nervous.

"Good wish, you still have three wishes." A lightbulb goes off in my head. "So, you're saying if I make a selfless wish like that one, it doesn't count?" The genie visibly relaxes, as if I was the first person to connect the dots. "Yes, exactly."

A garden shop sometimes gifts mysterious tree sapplings to customers, but they always wither away. You receive one and plant it...and it ends up flourishing.

Dwarfs can hear a weapons voice, Swords speak in vigor, Bows speak with precision, Hammers are blunt and to the point. But when a Dwarf found an old human tank, as their fingers ran across its barrel it heard it say a tired firm voice “I will watch until I am needed again”

You drank a snake oil salesman's drink only for it to make you actually immortal in the old west now 300 years later you see that same salesman

You are the Black Knight, legendary for transferring your soul into your armor to become able to defeat a dragon long ago. Your body has long since withered away within your steel casing, but you continue to live a relatively normal life in an abandoned castle until a new threat arises.

"Your total will be...wait this can't be right." The cashier turned around and called the manager over. The manager then quickly shooed the employee away as they took over at the register. "I'm sorry for the delay, we haven't had one of your kind in awhile, your total comes to 3 souls."

Sometimes dragons are capable of making friends. To these friends, they give gifts. And these gifts act as messages to other dragons saying "don't harm this one, they're special."

Everyone on Earth wakes up with a number on their wrist indicating how many lives they've impacted. You, an unremarkable person working a mundane job, have a number exponentially higher than anyone else

You have an unusual passive ability that stops time whenever you're in a situation of certain death, allowing you to survive anything. One day, you're sitting at your couch and time stops. It's been a decade since then. And time is still not moving.