Life Adrift in a Sea of Swords

A three-foot blade shakes mountains and rivers; one sword sweeps away all the world’s corruption.

Where its light passes, it does not strike down the lowly, but cuts through right and wrong.

The road through the martial world is long, and only the blade’s cold gleam reflects my heart.

With a sword in hand, the world is mine. No System, fast-paced, no pointless rambling, pure feel-good action. The important thing bears repeating three times: pure feel-good action! Pure feel-good action! Pure feel-good action!