Lightblade

The light fades and the magic fades. She carries a pair of pale wings that no one can understand, holds a blade that drinks all the glory, and walks alone in the mists of legend. The memory is empty, but the world trembles with her footsteps. Mages are wary of her, shamans sing about her, and wealthy businessmen spy on her. And she was just looking for the meaning of her name. Every swing of the knife deviates from the established destiny; every time one looks back, the deeply buried taboo awakens for a moment. In this world heading towards dusk, no one knows that she is the beginning of the end—— It is also the only forgotten dawn in the prologue.