The Demon Blade Seeks the Sword

The sword is the sovereign of all weapons. Those who wield it embody a grace passed down through the ages.

“Flowers fill the hall, intoxicating three thousand guests; one sword’s frost chills fourteen provinces.” “The King of Qin rides a tiger through the eight directions; swordlight illuminates the sky, turning it blue.” “It comes like thunder, quelling its fury; it stills like rivers and seas, gathering clear light.”...

A handsome young gentleman in white, his sword flashing like a startled swan. It seems every lovestruck girl carries in her heart the image of a beautiful young man in flowing white robes, and every generation of the martial world has its own lone, wandering swordsman.

So the romance of the martial world must belong to swordsmen.

But what of the saber?

The saber is a weapon made for killing! Swords kill too, but they kill to end killing. A sword has two edges, one to overcome the enemy, the other to restrain oneself.

The saber is different.

The saber was born for the sole purpose of slaughter! Cold, hard, violent, solitary, bloodthirsty, and cruel... It seems every dark impulse in human nature is embodied in the saber.

So the saber exists for one purpose only: to kill.