The final touch needed for the weapons to be complete in my opinion was the cursed techniques that would give them that special something only my weapons had. In this case I had just the thing in mind. I started by downing an undiluted mana potion causing my cursed energy generation to skyrocket. From there I took one blade in each hand and closed my eye as a began to construct the cursed technique. I was going a slightly unorthodox route here as I was going to split the technique into two parts that only worked when both blades were wielded by the same person.-

Unorthodox was my middle fucking name at this point though and I focused my full concentration on this matter. I felt the tetrahedron of the technique form followed by a second and then a third as an ever more complicated shape formed. Sweat dropped down my face as the effort strained me considerably but soon enough I had the shape done with. In my mental space a huge red orb floated and pulsated with triangles all along it's surface that hinted at the true complexity it held.-

I ruthlessly split this orb in two with one part going to each blade along with a binding vow to make this whole thing possible. That was the trick I used to get this split that would normally be impossible to accomplish to work. The binding vow was simple really "These two items are one and can only serve their purpose if used in tandem". The reason this was a trick was that in almost all cases binding vows place a restriction that is purely negative in exchange for boosting the one or thing it was applied to.-

That was not technically the case in this instance. See the vow I used this time actually held no downside but actually only benefits as the blades were meant to be used together and thus the vow while technically a downside, isn't. As a bonus due to the wording I used despite the cursed technique being split in half it acted as though it was still whole in "one" item. The technique itself was mind-numbingly complex despite how unassumingly simple it seemed. I named it "Tragedy Theft" because it served to literally "steal" luck with each kill. Once this luck was collected however it could be used to directly rewrite fate itself a single time before needing to collect luck again.-

The moment the cursed technique fully settled in the two blades they exploded in bright light as cursed energy was ripped out of my body and into them. Cursed script crawled into existence along both blades as they drained me of my energy and soon enough I was left running on fumes but it still wasn't enough. I was forced to plunge the two blades into my chest of cursed stones as the whole thing started to dissolved and flow into these blades before they were just barely satisfied.-

"Ha~ Well there goes my whole stash of cursed stones." I muttered while panting in exhaustion.

"BANG!"

The door to my workshop was slammed open as Hestia entered with a VERY concerned expression.

"What did you do!?" she demanded anxiously before her gaze fell on the blades and her whole body stiffened and I could have sworn I saw goosebumps rise along her arms.

"I have the sneaking suspicion I may have created a little commotion." I said with a chuckle.

"LITTLE!? You touched fate! FATE of all things! Do you have any idea what that means!?" She yelled as she throttled me angrily.

"Nope." I said with a grin.

"You! Gah, you're impossible!" she said as she shook me once more for good measure.

"It can't be THAT bad right?" I asked after she released me.

"I don't know! I never really paid attention to fate when I was in heaven so I can't tell how you touched it only that you did." she says with a frustrated sigh.

I just shrugged in that case and chose to leave it be as I let my highly depleted cursed energy slowly restore itself. About an hour after that conversation however we received two visitors that we weren't expecting. The first was Freya herself and the second was Hephaestus. 

"You made something didn't you? Something truly special?" Hephaestus demanded with a twinkle in her eye and an eager expression.

"I also would like to know." Freya said calmly but with a barely hidden eagerness.

"How in hell do either of you know that?" I asked confused.

Hestia I got since she was like right next to me when I did it but these two made no sense at all.

"You don't know? It's the talk of the city, maybe the whole world! Somehow someone touched fate itself and every god in the world likely felt it shudder as a result. It was you though wasn't it?" Hephaestus demanded and I nodded with a sheepish grin.

I honestly hadn't realized that making the weapons would cause such a huge reaction but thankfully only these two and Hestia likely guessed that I was the one behind the phenomenon. Still I didn't mind showing off how awesome I was and pulled out Shine and Shade for them.

Freya's eyes gleamed as she looked over the blades as though trying the decipher their secrets and Hephaestus had directly taken the things and was testing them in various ways. By the time they were done the sun had already gotten low and neither looked happy with their discoveries.

"I can't understand anything beyond the properties you imbued into the blades and their quality. First rate weapons in that regard by the way. I can feel the weird enchantment you used to touch fate but I can't grasp it at all like water being poured through cheese cloth. Frankly I have no damned idea how you pulled this off." Hephaestus said with a frustrated huff.

"I can tell the quality thanks to being a war goddess and can even see the enchantment due to my love domains connection to fate but it makes no sense. It feels both alive and dead, active and passive, static yet constantly in motion. It's like you somehow managed to create and harness a paradox somehow." Freya said with a troubled and confused expression.