-You hold a secret, the swords that appeared to you, do not appear to everyone, they’re weapons that resides within you, pure energy that is given form and takes shape-.

The Shadow paused for a moment, to see if the boy had assimilated, and when he looked into his eyes, the hooded man knew that the boy was quietly waiting for other information, even the smallest clues in order to save the people he cared about, so he continued: -very few possess this weapon, roughly one person over ten thousand, but even if they have it, many never find out about owning it, unless of events that completely disrupt their lives... as happened to YOU-.

On Eiji’s face conflicting emotions were mixed together; happiness for the discovery to have the opportunity to rescue his friends, and despair for the fact that he had to see his grandfather die in order to have that possibility; -if in that forest nothing had happened, you would never have found out your power-

Eiji uttered his words with resignation, aware of the pain that they brought with them: -you're right-.

The hooded man was surprised, it wasn’t something so easy to accept, so he decided to give him a reason to hope: -you must also know that nobody owns two weapons within themselves, you’re the only one in this world-.

The boy's eyes sparkled: -only me? -

Under the hood, the Shadow smiled: -yes, at least as far as I know, what’s more these weapons are divided into saint and devil, and depending on that, the powers of the weapons change; normally, the bearer of the weapon, determine its asset, but remember that there are many types of good and evil in this world-

Eiji however stopped at the first sentence: -Powers...? -; unknowingly to Eiji, the hooded man’s eyes were now pointed to him, as if to stab: -Each weapon has its own powers, depending on the wielder is more or less powerful, you can even have two powers in the same weapon and, if one is destined... also something else-.

The boy felt somewhat intimidated by the last part of the sentence: - ... if one is destined? –

However, the Shadow decided that it was still not the time for him to know more: -so it’s said, anyway, you have to get in touch with your inner side, and listen to your heart, your emotions, only then you'll get the help you need-.

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Eiji however had no idea what he was talking about: -and how?-, but the Shadow had already foreseen this eventuality: -I’ll now put these herbs in the incinerator, you will fall into a deep sleep, think about what you hate and love more than anything in the world, so maybe you’ll succeed-.

The boy's eyes were starting to get heavy, and a sweet smell began to spread: -the herbs are already doing effect, they also have a great curative effect; even thought you strained your body and broke your muscles because of that technique, you’ll wake up completely healed, but you’ll not have a lot of time-.

Eiji now could no longer move: -ok, then I'll go to the village-; but the shadow still had a phrase for it: -at your awakening, you will find your dagger, a sword and some clothes on the chest near the bed, goodbye... Eiji-.

My name? How does he know? He also said to not know what happened in the forest… Damn...

Eiji was now asleep, when the shadow uttered the last part of his sentence: -we will meet again ... my son-.

The cabin’s door closed, but Eiji couldn’t know, since he found himself immersed in white, that place seemed somehow calm him down, making him not think about the last words of his savior, but rather to those previously spoken: think about what I hate most, what I love the most, do not stop, follow your instincts.

At that moment, anger, love, pain, joy, hatred and happiness seized him in a swirling vortex, that covered the blinding white, and when Eiji found himself at the very bottom, he could heard something, like the voices of two people of the opposite sex coming from that vortex.

-do you think he’s ready? - a female voice came from above him, -no, not for me- answered a male voice that came from under him; only at that point Eiji understood that where he was standing was the bottom of not only one vortex, but two of them, with completely opposite direction and him as the only point of connection.

-we still can’t reveal ourselves, sorry- displeasure came from the female voice, and this time Eiji could have sworn he heard it coming from his chest, -we will meet again... maybe- ended male voice.