Everybody obsesses over something in the world. Whether it be money, fame, recognition or status. Here enters Pelagius Saiph, our resident sword lover who desperately wants a REAL sword. Not any of those practice swords, but rather a neat, clean, titanium edge blade. Join him as he tries to improve his craft, find his vagabond father, apprentice under a swordmaster, and maybe make new friends. I am a new author and would love feedback or any interaction at all really! Feel free to critique and say how good/bad it is. On the note of any new chapters, I have no quota set and it will probably stay that way as I am not a very efficient writer and I have a lot of things going on. This story is one of the ones where you just put it in bookmarks and it will just sit there until the next update. Hopefully, I will improve my writing speed as the story progresses! Cheers - BlankZero