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Azure Blood Sword Soul
墨書 Inktalez
In the hidden depths of the mountains lies Sword Heart Valley, a secret place where spring reigns eternal, filled with the songs of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
Once, a great upheaval forced Sword Heart Valley to retreat from the world, and now the only legend that remains is of a divine sword named Azure Blood, which lies in slumber within the Ancient Sword Tomb deep in Sword Heart Valley, waiting for its destined owner.
I stand in the heart of Sword Heart Valley, gazing at the mist-shrouded valley, my heart brimming with anticipation and unease. I am the sole true disciple of this generation from Sword Heart Valley, taken in by my master at a young age and taught the ways of martial arts.
Today marks my eighteenth birthday and my first venture into the Ancient Sword Tomb. My master once told me that the Azure Blood Sword is our treasured legacy; every successor must journey to the sword tomb to seek its inheritance. If one earns the recognition of the Azure Blood Sword and becomes its master, they will wield its unparalleled power and elevate Sword Heart Valley. However, the Azure Blood Sword is also a double-edged sword; it can bestow immense strength upon its holder but may also consume their soul. This presents a severe test for both the will and martial skills of its wielder.
Taking a deep breath, I set foot on the path leading to the Ancient Sword Tomb. Dense bamboo groves line either side of the trail, sunlight filtering through the leaves to cast dappled shadows on the ground. My steps are light yet resolute; though I feel some trepidation, it is overshadowed by curiosity about the unknown and a thirst for power.
As I approach the entrance to the Ancient Sword Tomb, an unusual sound of wind suddenly fills the air, as if an invisible force is calling out to me. I pause, focusing my senses; I can feel this force's intensity and purity resonating with my own inner energy.
Slowly, I extend my hand and touch a cold stone tablet inscribed with ancient characters that tell of the Azure Blood Sword's origins and its powers. As my fingers glide over the surface, a surge of vibrant green light bursts forth from the tablet, enveloping me entirely.
I feel a powerful and chilling energy flood into my body; my consciousness begins to blur as another voice whispers in my ear. Struggling to remain awake, I attempt to harness my willpower to control this force, but I find it increasingly difficult to resist its intangible allure.
At that moment, a gentle yet firm voice resonates within me: “Ling Xue, remember your heart; do not be lost to power.” It is my master's voice, echoing as a cry from deep within me. Taking a deep breath, I concentrate and begin to wrestle with this force.
After an intense internal struggle of willpower and spirit, I finally sense that energy beginning to subside, and my awareness gradually sharpens. When I open my eyes again, I find myself standing at the entrance of the Ancient Sword Tomb, holding a long sword radiating green light—the Azure Blood Sword.
I have succeeded; I am now the new master of the Azure Blood Sword.
In the early morning light of Sword Heart Valley, shrouded in mist, I stand in an open area of the training ground, tightly gripping that legendary Azure Blood Sword. The blade glimmers under the rising sun with a cold sheen interspersed with hints of green light; its power intertwines with my inner energy, evoking both awe and fascination within me.
“Ling Xue,” my master’s words echo in my ears, “remember that the sword moves with your heart. You must first learn to control the power of the Azure Blood Sword; otherwise, you will face terrible backlash. Due to its unique strength, those whose wills are not strong enough may gradually lose themselves. Thus far, few masters of the Azure Blood Sword have met a good end; many have even fallen into madness.”
His sigh lingers in my mind as I close my eyes once more, taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm my heart and merge my true spirit with the sword's power.
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