Come On, Keep Acting

This world hides turbulent undercurrents.

This world is full of bizarre things lurking in the shadows.

Others raise their weapons and blast their enemies to smithereens with electronic plasma.

Others wave their hands, conjuring layers of magic arrays that unleash torrents.

And all I can do is hack away with a blade?

"Well, I could live with that."

But why are the people around me so strange, too?

Alternate titles: A Blade from the Start, Everything Else Comes Down to Hacking; Behind the Mask, I Strike with My Fists