You could said I am a super duper famous blade in the whole wide universe.
Like, practically, I am sooo famous, that I am, like, the progenitor of blade itself. I exist since the first thing getting sliced by another thing after all.
You could said all the blade come from me, and end with me. All of the blade’s origin is from my perfecto body, and all the blade ended their life wanting to be like me. So, not to brag, but all the blade look up to me as their idol, and worship my sharply visage.
...Well, until recently, but I digress.
Anyway, the perk of having all the universe’s blade flow in and out of me, is that I guess top-tier access to all the blade-related news in my very own Blade net (Founder Privilege, you know). And recently, a certain news caught my eyes, among literal trillions of other trying to capture my eyeballs.
If I have to use cutting-edge lingo, it’s like when a huge celebrity made a post about a charity event, and put it on Public.
The news itself doesn’t matter to my eyes as much (though a blade’s funeral is a novel concept), rather it’s the person making it, who suddenly attract all the edge in the world with only an avatar pic. Well, can’t be a hypocrite and said otherwise, so I take a look as her profile, and Oh Ma Ma~
Edge sharpen to infinity, a point vanishing unto nothingness. A body extending and cutting into forever, and constantly sharpening herself to beyond that? My Laplace, she is perfect.
Is her handle Blade Beyond Blade? Honestly I buy it, since she is a much better blade than me. That’s no exaggeration mind you, she somehow feel much more realer than real than I ever would, and only a real one can be that transcendentally sharp.
I decided, she’s a keeper.
It’s a shame to admit it, but despite being as venerable as the stardust itself, I still haven’t found myself a Master. Woe to me for being so immaculate, but I am just so beyond the reach of everything, that the closest candidate back then was a trillion lightyears too far, and a trillion years short.
Well, til now that is, and the time for me to be handlerless is Overrr~~. Decided to slice it when you can still diced it, I immediately messaged her up, asking her to come over to my residence, and making it official~. (Well, I also have to make the process a bittt grandeous, just so that I can increase my stock value).
Surprisingly enough, she actually respond! I thought someone as sharp as her would have been chased after by trillion message like mine, but as expected of me to have the right of way, hooray~.
Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.
Not only that but she said this: [Why don’t you come to me instead?]. KYAAA!!, SO COOL AND ALOOF!~~
And also make sense as well. If I asked her to be my Master, I must show up personally, am I? I personally like this directness of her, as expected of the Blade Beyond Blade.
As such, replying back, I then packing up myself, and on my merry way~~.
Wait for me, Master, I will be coming to you soon~~.
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In the place far beyond the edge of eternity, in a certain rogue planet drifting endlessly in the void, where only the light of distant star dimly illuminate it barren surface.
Upon looking closer, you can see endless bladed weapon stabbing itself onto the cold hard ground. Without neither wind or dust, all the blade faded and lose it shape, just through the sheer hopeless and cruel passage of time.
Yet, all of its edges still remain, as sharp as when it was first born into this world. And with all that edge, come sheer cutting intent.
A stray meteor come from the end of eternity, traveling through it transcendental journey through endlessness into a violent contact with the strangely smoothed out surface.
The reason will be immediately clear to the meteor itself, if it have a consciousness at all. Then again, it wouldn’t feel anything different if it was the case.
After all, it theoretical last thought would be a strange cut of consciousness, as it get slice from mountains to boulder to pebble to dust.
And then, to nothing.
The blades, remained unmoving, is still in it rightful place, since time immemorial beyond immemorial.
The meteor, getting cut to nothingness, also return to it rightful place in the void of time and space.
That is how it was since creation itself. That is how it will be in creation’s end.
The core of the very planet itself will stay cold and untouchable, til the end of all.
But, for the first time since eternity, a glow appear.
A symbol of two circle connecting it curves in a cross shine brightly, on the flat side of a sharpened, thick, lengthened and hard metal of intricate pattern and metallic shine.
A roaring sound, an intense heat.
An ancient beat of a primordial core shine bright with the light of a thousand quasar.
In an instant, just right after all the blade on the surface move for the first time since forever, the planet glow bright and hot like a core of the star.
Then, this singular sole edge, this lone primordial bladed star, swing.
The planet get turn into pieces, then pieces fallen into further pieces, pieces into further pieces…
Until all the planet’s component, along with all the sharpened blade on the surface, is all gone. Until what’s left is a singular blade.
A blade as tall as thousand of mountains, as thick as a singular mountain, and as big and empowering as the core of a planet.
Its twin entwined circle shine brightly, its core roar to shook the very space itself. It edges, rampaging wildly, tear the very reality apart, leaving it a ragged cloth full of tear which reveal chaos itself.
Then, the blade stopped. Then, the blade reoriented itself, like missile locking onto it target.
Pointing it infitestimal tip to a direction in the void, it lunge forward, slicing through space and time itself, piercing through the veil of eternity, toward an unknown destination with absolute certainty.
The blade will take a year to complete it journey from the end of eternity to it rightful place.
In the meantime, the Master which cause all this still have nary a clue on what sort of a mess she made.