Sword Main World.

  The Sword God.

  Farrisnes Yoras.

  The sword worlds were full of sharp sword qi. All of these were so close to each other forming a powerful formation that could be called 'The Worlds Formation'. No one really planned to go against such thing.

  The mutated world's cores were soaked in the sword qi which was giving a lot of benefits for the residents. Then, the sword worlds were accepting the disciples all over the universe so that they could purse the way of the sword.

  People were living here, training and even fighting for the divine seven weapons alliance. However, because it got disbanded, the sword world had to rely on its former prestige and share their teachings of the sword and its qi.

  The formations were still here, so along with it, no one really tried to attack them yet for that pure sword divinity, even if all divine seven weapons gone their own ways.

  Even so, the deeds of the sword god had reached many.

  And no matter how his family tried to sugar the pill, no one was thinking that Yoras is clear-minded anymore. Whether there were some plans to use his current state to take over the sword world or not, one could only guess.

  However, Yoras isn't alone.

  There is an old master and his family.

  "Yoras, pass the divinity to your descendant…… Choose one of them."

  "No~~"

  However, even an old master had already lost his status in the eyes of the sword god. Back in the past, this very old man was astonishing and highly respected by both brothers. But now, he was just a old skeleton whose voice or emotions didn't matter at all.

  The sword worlds were lively. A lot of people were still training here, getting visitors and so on! No one believed that the sword god would touch other races as it would erupt with alliances' anger. Naturally, the visitors being here means that the sword god had yet to go truly wild.

  Even so, he was already too wild by destroying the seven divine weapons alliance.

  "What do you mean it was me? If not that bitch Scala, then it would be all fine, no?"

  "Yoras…… What have happened? Why have you changed…… so much?"

  "Don't you know it well, slave?"

  "Slave……"

  The old master no longer could hold his feelings. The seven divine alliance was prospering well and they could hold good in the universe…… The resources from the teachings, the allies from the collaborative missions…… and the divinities and their divine swords!

  The Divine Blacksmith was even with them!

  Everything was so good.

  Even if they weren't twelve winged nor ten……

  Most of them were around sevent or eight, even so, they were strong, strong alliance.

  "Slave, you are a slave and so am I. The moment I have become the divinity, I have become a fucking slave!"

  The Sword God suddenly appeared in front of the old master. Grasping his clothes tightly, both of them flew up all the way to the special place of the sword main world. It was a grassland with a lot of flowers in various colours.

  These flowers were scattered so wide it was simply no end to them.

  However, these flowers were all consisted of the various sword intents and qi. One might comprehend something out of these flowers or one might simply die from the sword intent being too strong.

  This is a place where one can find a suitable path for oneself or a place where one might meet its demise.

  Nevertheless, it was a place visited by many.

  Being so deep in this grassland that no one could reach here, Yoras threw the old man straight at the sword intents that became a fluffy carpet to mitigate the pain from the fall. He was a former sword divinity, his sword intent was still unique.

  On this very flower carpet, the old master raised his eyes to look at Yoras.

  The Sword God had simply death eyes right now.

  "Why am I only seven winged?"

  "……"

  The old master's face twisted in utmost pain as he heard it. He was looking so pitiful one might feel sadness upon looking at his old body…… However, Yoras was likewise distorting his face to the one that expressed the utmost anger.

  He was truly enraged to see such pitiful appearance.

  "Everyone uses a sword. The death coffin alliance, the demons, angels…… even beast divinities…… What about the Divine War Beasts Alliance? They are barbarians with various weapon including swords. The wars are ongoing non stop, the swords bleed, broke and slash through various races yet…… I don't get any belief?"

  "……"

  "Why am I halted at the seven wings?"

  "……"

  "ANSWER ME! I ALREADY KNOW IT! SO TELL ME! ANSWER ME! I WANT TO HEAR IT FROM YOU!"

  Yoras' scream swept through the whole grassland…… Before he himself could notice it, his leg kicked the old man so hard he went for another flight…… As the old man rolled on the flower's carpet for a good while, his sword intent picked up something.

  It was a small memory of the two special individuals.

  The flower had actually the past of the current sword.

  It was small boy who was so innocent and pure. Holding a small sword, his goal was to reach the highest state and be the strongest swordsman! In order to match his ambition, the small boy went so deep he ended up getting a lot of wounds.

  So many wounds, both on his body and mind.

  It was surely a moment of the death!

  Then!

  Little brat, why are you here? This is my short-cut towards my home.

  The beauty appeared and saved his life from the deep sword intent! Her red hair was as if the most fine flowers along with those hazel jewels looking so pure the small boy lost all his pain. He became like a fool looking at the goddess.

  But that was fine as it was the sword goddess here.

  T-t-t-thank you for saving me, Miss Sword Goddess!

  As I said, it's my short-cut. Consider yourself a lucky one.

  At this day, small Yoras decided to purse the sword ways even harder. He worked so hard to reach the home of the sword goddess using her short-cut…… His sword intent was growing quickly with the qi that could make his path the sharpest one.

  It was so obvious that Yoras got charmed by Kyouka, the sword goddess! She had used her sword even before he could feel its appearance and might…… The beauty, the power…… She had that within herself……

  And Yoras wanted to also possess it, so that they can match and be together. So that he can look at her from a clear side and even grasp that strong hand that holds the pure white divine sword.

  From an innocent young admiration to the lustful desires as he reached that adulthood!

  However, as he became the divinity and got that power, a lot of events happened…… In the end, the place where they both should be together……

  "The house is empty."

  "!"

  The old man gasped as he got awakened by the words of the sword god. His clothes were already held tightly by the sword god, waiting for an answer to his former question. Soon, the old master spitted out the words he himself didn't want to say.

  "Because they look down on us."

  "Ahhh, yes…… This too…… They look down on us, using the weapons and our divine qi as a mere support. They look down on us, believing more in their own powers…… We are slaves…… Slaves that lack ambition!"

  Though he only nudged the old master, the old man himself felt so much sharp qi going throughout his body he ended up puking a lot of blood.

  The anger of the sword god was real and understandable.

  "ONLY URIS HAD THAT AMBITION! BUT HE FUCKING LEFT ME GOING FOR A CERTAIN DEATH SO I FUCKED HIS WIFE!"

  "You…… fool……"

  "I felt so alone, so hopeless! No one could see through this! No one even tried to face the reality! Why should I care then? I am just going to live freely…… I am free…… No slave, no sword god…… I am Yoras, a free man……"

  "……"

  "Soon, I will go look for her…… For Kyouka……"

  "You can't leave!"

  The old master shouted loudly despite his wounds. It caused him to become so pale as if on the verge of the death itself. Even so, he had to stop the sword god here. It was because of the chamber of the divine swords.

  This chamber hold the former sword god's swords including the one belonging to the old master. However, throughout the years, the desires of the swords changed and their will was to follow their 'race'.

  Which was clearly intolerable.

  If all the divine swords disappeared from the chamber, then a lot of races would get the pure divine sword intent mixed with their race. It would make them stronger, but also would make the sword worlds completely useless.

  In fact, their worlds would just became a pure accumulation of the divine sword qi that could feed their divine swords.

  The inheritors would gather up around their sword worlds…… and completely devour them!

  The swords would give them such power and ways to break through the sword formations.

  "I don't care……"

  The Sword God doesn't care nonetheless.

  Both old master and Yoras couldn't possibly guess that there is a weapon that can break through all the seven divine formations of their weapons…… outside their worlds!

  The weapon that the old master willingly passed to the first descendants of Uris.