“I remember you. Time has made us both sharper. Yet you are still you… and I am still me.”

A body like spring wood, a heart like dead ashes, yet the sparks of a craftsman still linger at the fingertips.

As ancient grudges are ignited once more, he promises to send both himself and the gods to the other side…

Torn flesh, tempered a thousand times into a blade… what kind of answer will it forge?

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Aha! A special shout-out to Mortenax Blade for winning:

✧ 1st Place in the “Xianzhou’s Number One Assassin Center Audition” ✧

✧ 1st Place in “Stellaron Hunter Life Skills” ✧

✧ 1st Place in “Zero Worldly Desires” ✧