From Shadows to Stars

ver the forest floor like a calm tide. Birds chirped somewhere in the distance, their son

s dark robe rustled in the breeze as he leaned against the trunk, his arms carefully cradling a beauti

cultivation. And the sword in his hands, though elegant and

lently, his eyebro

. The purple sword felt cool, smooth, and alive. There was still a strange ferocity in

ct, it was so well crafted that most people would call it an art piece. Yet... Silas couldn

hought, the breeze brushed throug

Fath

ked. He lo

ttered aloud, quickl

e leaves, dancing slowly in the wind. Shadows stretched and curled

earing things now? Am I so tir

tivator, newly accepted into the Azurelight Order. He had only been here for three days. Maybe

the

again. Loud

breath

d come from.

ment, he hesitated, then slowly lifted it in front of him.

." he muttered. He ne

shouldn

ngs he'd only read about in scrolls. Spiritual weapons with consciousness, with

was. Speak

he could react, the forest around him disappeared in a blur. His visio

gain, he found himself st

high, pulsing with raw, ferocious energy. The ground beneath his feet was red, l

p claws that gleamed like polished steel. Its entire body was covered in jagged scales and b

robably kill me with a si

Its massive head had been cleanly severed. The wound on its

hard. His hands

have done

heads, strange birds with eight eyes and armored bodies. They were all dead. The corpses str

ugh lifeless, they seemed ready to pounce at any

he murmured, "...a

The scale of destruct

uspect someth

of this caused by

t imagining such power made his stomach twist

eard the v

the

sharply

d, chubby face, bright purple eyes, and wore nothing but a tiny pink belly wrap. H

" he sai

nked in d

You're t

nodded

ke me up. The first thing I saw was

onfused. "But why 'father'?

parkled. "You

't know wh

ias for some time, th

r countless years of rest and slumber. The sword had once belonged to an unbelievably powerful cultivator who had slaughtered countless fierce beasts across unkn

nd at the battlefield ag

e murmured, "...wa

ppened. A great catastrophe. The sword nearly shattered, and the o

as down and touched the

e Purpleblood Sword. A place formed fro

again. It still pulsed with

ible aura?" he whispered. His heart ached slightly

urvived, who knows how it would have reacted to him? It

s was kind. Innoc

ed him more than once, Silas's heart softened. H

no more calling me father, alright? I

n he smiled bright

s la

"How do I lea

st by thinking about it. But now... Elias

body began to fade, turning

" Silas

sleepy smile before

as alon

ead beasts, the dark sky, and the glowing bl

ath, the purple

ight was still shining through the tre

ain, holding the Purpleb

as q

ed not with fea

asn't just a weapon-it was a

s path in the cultivation w

d even take a brea

ved beneath

g-or someone-had begun wa