The Urban Swordsman

When the last thing worth living for was taken from him, the young man picked up the heaviest and lightest sword in the world. In this seemingly peaceful city, where hidden currents ran beneath the surface, he waited and searched...

Until the day the sky changed. Gods, Buddhas, and demons gathered together, all known as the Heavenly Dao. They sang through the ages: “The Heavenly Dao has come. All people, kneel!”

Wearing nothing but a vest, a pair of shorts, and flip-flops, the young man raised his sword to the sky. “They say there are gods three feet above your head. They also say mortals must never look directly at the divine. Now that I have seen the gods, I am no longer a mortal. Now that I can kill the divine, I am no longer human...”