This Blade Was Mine to Begin With

When I was fifteen, my master told me on his deathbed that he had found me in the snow.

"The blade by your side is called 'Silent.' Once it leaves its sheath, it must drink blood."

Ten years later, I became the greatest assassin in the martial world, with countless souls on my blade.

Then I met a woman whose birthmark behind her neck was identical to the one in my dreams.

The moment I lowered my blade, I saw the tiny words engraved on it for the first time: "Whoever wields this blade will lose the one they love forever."

She smiled and said, "This blade was mine to begin with."