Nine Chaos Steles

The world sees me as an ill-omened harbinger of disaster.

The corrupt see me as a tonic for Longevity.

The Demon Lord sees me as a vessel for resurrection.

Fate sees me as the key to saving the world, or the blade that will destroy it.

Who am I, really?

Only the blade in my hand, and the path I've carved with it, can define me.

I'll walk this road to the very end, and make them all see.