I am actually an extremely melancholic sword cultivator.
It's a pity that no one understands me.
In math class, I fell asleep.
The teacher knocked me awake with chalk,
I subconsciously shouted: "Come on the sword!"
It made the whole crowd laugh,
The teacher smiled softly: "What, you want to become an immortal?"
I curled my lips and said nothing.
Until a dark hole opened in the sky, and my subordinates sent me a message from thousands of miles away: "Monsters are invading, please rescue me as soon as possible!"
"Looks like there's no time for trouble." Looking at the panicked crowd, I made a fist with one hand and shouted, "Here comes the sword!"
The sword appeared in front of me in the air,
Rising with the sword, this swordsman is going to save the world.
