The Young Swordsman Bids Farewell

I am a bloodstained sword, gentleness and sharpness coexisting within me.

I am no different from anyone else in this world.

In my youth, I was sincere and true to myself.

A young heart's first stirrings are like wild grass: one gust of wind, and it spreads to the horizon.

The wind of youth knows no bounds. None of us can know where it will carry us.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.