Tao or Dao is a word signifying in abstract- 'way', 'path', 'route', 'key' or sometimes more loosely- 'doctrine' or 'principle'.

The Dao is the intuitive knowing of "life" that cannot be grasped full-heartedly as just a concept but is known nonetheless through actual living experience of one's everyday being.

The Dao is not a 'name' for a 'thing' but the underlying natural order of the Universe whose ultimate essence is difficult to circumscribe due to it being non conceptual yet evident' in one's being of aliveness.

The Dao is "Eternally Nameless” and is to be distinguished from the countless 'named' things, which are considered to be its manifestations.

‘Immortality’ is sought; the ‘Dao’ is what you seek; what you find is ‘Life’; become eternal, as the Dao is Nameless.

A simple, yet uncultured way of defining the Dao is

|Unrestrained|

[Through Beginnings there Are Ends.

Through Eternity there are No Beginning.

Through Eternity there are No Ends.

Through Ends there are beginnings.

Nothing is Eternal, yet nothing may End, as one thing Passes, Another can Begin]

As such, here is how a peerless daughter of heaven was born! Strange how the heavens work…it is also a part of the Martial path, just a strange origin.

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Prologue: Black out

Breathing heavily, 2 men, one with black hair wielding a large 2-handed heavy sword and another with red hair duel wielding a set of swords. They were clashing it an obvious life or death battle.

They knew that the next round of attacks was going to end it.

“If I die here today, and buy your hands, I won’t be able to be a man again in my next life!! I’ll vow to even be reborn as your own beloved granddaughter just to call you respectfully as my Grandfather!!!” Angrily screamed with extreme sarcasm, the handsome black haired man with appearance of a 22-23 year old again held up his sword.

In the next moment he slashed his large 2-handed heavy sword towards another young looking man.

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A loud slashing sound was heard

“Ha ha ha, Not that I like the idea of it being you. But that idea would be interesting indeed.” Replied the young looking man seemingly in his mid 20s, as his long blazing red hair whipped around, moving from strong wind currents cutting full force from the black haired mans large blade moving towards the red haired man in terrifying speeds.

“DIE!!!”

As the strike neared the red haired man, in an instant he slightly lifted the 2 swords in his hand and slashed with an indomitable force!

A sharp sounding movement was heard.

The blades met!

Just as the black haired man assumed he was about to break the guard the red haired man had used, all a bit incredulous, he was stunned to notice he was blocked by only a single one of the thin blades from the red haired man, well the other…was coming closer and closer to the black haired mans neck!!

Swishing sounds were heard

Not half an inch from having his head taken clean off! The black haired man managed to escape at the last moment, but this sent a spine chilling sensation throughout his body, he was moments away from losing his head.

But, not an instant after escaping from the entanglement, he noticed that the red heads expression was calm, as if everything had gone to plan.

In that split instant!

A piecing sounded.

The black haired man looked down to find, his heart had been pierced through.

The sword he thought was evaded had pieced him. From how it appears, the slash to the throat was a feint, a set up! In order to make the black haired man dodge in a certain way, the sword clash was set up to attack at a somewhat awkward angle, you could only say it was brilliant.

He could faintly tell, the red head set him up with a very simple yet flawlessly played goading technique to have the black haired man walk through his own doorway to death.

As he dodged, the red head, removed his sword from the inconceivable block, smoothly, without resistance or delay, and enclosed the black haired man from the slash to his neck, making it so he only had very limited options in movement; The true danger of duel wielding opponents... is when they have the skill to entrap an opponent, using one sword in each hand as if they are separate organisms; Like fighting two people, with absolute trust in each other.

“Ha ha” a bitter laugh came from the black haired man…giving a wry smile to the red haired man.

“It has ended. It’s time for your rest old friend. Ha ha, we may appear young to mortals…but we’ve played this game for far to long, one of us is finally leaving. I was kind of hoping in a dark place in my heart that it would be me” with a sigh, the red haired man looked away from the black haired man who was already in the doorstep of death.

“ha….ah-ha ah-ha ha-uhk!” with a laugh the black haired man, still holding on, coughed up blood... he was still conscious, even being stabbed through the heart….because he had something he needed to say, something the red haired man must hear before he passed on into the arms of Nirvana

“Chris” he struggled to say loudly enough for the red haired, apparently his name was Chris.

“Ta-take care of-“ before he could even get through the short sentence, he spat out more blood and his eyes dim. Somehow he managed to continue in his last fleeting of moments “of me…I….I will…..Se-see…….you soo…..soon….ehe ehe…..what I said….wa-….was a ….WAS A VOW!!!“ as the words rang out, blood flowed from his five orifices and the wound inflicted by , he was dead.

The Red haired man looked at the black haired man with a dumbfounded expression. Thinking of something, he abruptly remembered not even 5 minutes ago…the black haired man said, something that would only be interpreted as a screaming of hysteric, you’d only direct towards an enemy you don’t wish to be defeated by.

A good minute later, Chris shouted from his imagination, and at that moment a strange light was caught in corner of his eye, something was in hand of the now deceased body of Yun. Picking it from that hand.

“What!?...hm? This is…you…!!!”

With a sigh, Chris looked at it and thought about a few things mumbling and soon a multitude of strange expressions appeared on his face, soon he began laughing deeply.

“Nicely played Yun….Ah ha ha ha……I wonder if my Granddaughter will be a beauty!?”

Without a moment’s thought, and a strange unexplainable sense of joy pervading his entire body, he replied to his own question.

”OF COURSE SHE’LL BE A BEAUTY!! AHA HA HA HA HA!!”

A few minutes of questionable laughter and more mumblings to himself, Chris finally began to calm down before saying well looking at the body of Yun.

“I’ll see you soon old friend…no, that’s not right anymore ha ha...I’ll see you soon my beloved Granddaughter!! Aha ha ha ha ha!!!~” After calming down once again, Chris stopped and once again deeply thought about some things. Mumbling once again he stopped and sighed.

“I’ll have to think about this later”

With a sigh, Chris mumbled to himself even more as he incinerated Yun’s body with his killing Flame Power …”You got me…heh heh. Wonder if you’ll keep your memories? That’ll make things more interesting in my life I guess, HA HA HA!”

And with that, He picked up the leftover items that dropped after Yun was incinerated and walked away.

The two of them have been fighting each other, as rivals for over 30,000 years. As Chris finally thought it was over, he remembered why…and let lose all his killing intent, causing all within a thousands miles feel absolute dread.

But he remembered what will happen in the future and knew it was going to be somewhat fun and will happen before long. He only hoped this won’t be a bad thing and can enjoy it.

They never actually hated each other, so they haven’t had any reason to kill, but Yun appeared recently and told Chris something that made killing intent explode from him, it wasn’t towards Yun, however… The same news he learnt from Yun, was the reason he had to die, an old friend that must be killed.

Yun obviously didn’t want to die and wasn’t content with being killed, but he seemed to have made plans of his own as can be seen by the object Chris retrieved from his body, so Chris understood what he meant.