Supreme Twin Swords

When chaos first dawned, yin and yang took shape, and one breath became the Three Pure Ones. The flames of tribulation blaze anew. Righteousness and evil clash, and war sweeps across the Six Realms. His fate drifts like a floating thread; his heart is tempered like fine gold. Once a swordsman from a humble household, he becomes the one who lights the way for all worlds. Forge a primordial sacred body and seize creation's gifts. Wield twin swords of yin and yang, and shatter the netherworld and Yellow Springs. Smile as the stars and rivers turn backward; watch coldly as seas change and mountains shift. Green hills glow where bones lie buried; distant starlight beckons along the path to the Dao. Only when hatred is gone can one understand the depth of love and hate; drunk on wine, one feels the loneliness of heaven and earth all the more. Through warmth and hardship, he finds the Great Dao; he turns heaven and earth into a chessboard. Raise a cup of wine to the bright moon; sing a half-finished mad song that shakes the Nine Abysses. Alone, command the wrath of thunder across the Nine Heavens; laugh as the ants of the Six Realms fight below. When the primordial chaos shatters, I shall rebuild it. All paths return to one, and only my name shall remain!