With just a blade in one hand, he walks alone in a world filled with darkness. Sufferings of the world forces his every step, skulls, bones and dead bodies littered across the road. Rusted sword, broken dreams, immortals die, divines dissappear, the common people suffer. Eternally shall he sweep the world with his conviction everlasting. The river of suffering that flows within you, also flows within me.To seek is to suffer, and to seek nothing is ignorance.The Path of Immortality is filled with suffering, so is life, so is this world.On this path of no return,Let me soar through the skies.Let me end this suffering forever.Let me wield this blade.As on this path of no return. Each shall wield their own.A sea of blood shall flow, at the cost of all mortal beings full of false hope! The ghosts wail as the gods roar, but the sea of blood has no end! One man, one weapon, one life,one journey and one conviction.