The fate that destroyed me

A sword I wanted to hold for a long time, yet... I couldn't, fate sealed my own passion. In the amidst of war, there I wanted to stand beyond dreams, holding a sword like a fierce warrior. However here I am standing and torned between my desires. I live this modern life, yet I couldn't get enough of what I had been longing to hold, fight and that desire to be a savior a warrior and to be a known-warrior years ago... Would fate destroy or would it seal my path?