Wielding a Sword Through the Depths of the Clouds

A fleeting life in this world, a journey home along the path of the sword.

With a mortal body and a sword in hand, I seek the Way amid a sullied world and fight for survival through countless calamities.

I have witnessed the strife of gods and demons, and the warmth and coldness of the world.

The sword is my companion, the heart my path, and this fleeting life my forge.

With one stroke, I’ll cut away the troubles of the mortal world; for a lifetime, I’ll walk beside my sharp blade.

Through love and hatred, partings, death, and tribulations,

I seek no undying fame, only this:

May one sword bring peace to the mortal world, and one lifetime bring comfort to this fleeting life.

I seek neither ascension to immortality nor godhood. I only wish to roam the world with sword in hand, live up to this life, and never betray the blade I wield.