My master taught me, “This sword is called Severing Dust. It cuts the ties that bind you to the mortal world.”
Ten years later, when the Demon Abyss erupted, I took a fatal blow meant for him, then plunged a dagger into his heart.
Amid a sky full of peach blossoms, his white robes stained with blood, he fell into my arms.
“The last lesson my master taught me... was how to pierce a heart.”
The moment the demon sword ran me through, a hundred thousand demons burst free from their seal.
