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The darkness that now consumes me I do not of my own volition.
For the sword that I hold is and of itself a force to be recon with.
It is all consuming like the collective consciousness that is dark matter.
As I am now legion for we are many.

Before you ask what the hell I am rambling about this is the story.
In ancient times there was two warring clans the Shaoran and the Vessawroth, one was good and the other one evil. They had a blood feud with each other although, they warred many times neither of the two clans ever gained any ground it always ended I a standoff.
Now the dark clan of the Vessawroth knowing this fact they hired a mad alchemist to fashion onto them a sword of unrivaled power. The mad alchemist did so and was then killed by his own sword to be the first sacrifice, as the swords power comes from and gets more powerful with each life it takes, so in essence it consumes the souls of its victims. All of the Vessawroth clan male, female, child, and every other living thing was sacrificed on this sword.
Now it was only sometime later that a rogue thief entered the Vessawroth territory, found the sword, and was consumed by it instantly. His soul was now part of the soul collective mind from within the sword itself; this was the Vessawroth’s plan all along when they had the sword fashioned as it was made to carry out the blood feud even after death. This thief now under the control of the sword went to the Shaoran territory and slaughtered many of the Shaoran in one night.
It was not long after this that the Shaoran knew what was happening, and came to the consensus that they also would have to fashion a sword and sacrifice themselves as to stop the blood feud. It was done except one who would take up the sword and stand against the thief. They crossed paths and met on the battlefield; each took up their respective swords, they fought for hours. It was going now into morning and in one last move each took up their swords and went straight at each other. When they clashed their swords went into each others chest, both fell to the ground, and dropped their swords and when they fell they crossed.
Thus is the Sword of Blood an all consuming blade whose wielder must always take a life to sustain sanity.
Thus is the Sword of the Pure a self consuming blade as one cannot wield it and live unless they are pure of heart.
Until now these blades were considered myth and nonexistent; now one of the blades has found itself in the claws of another. This was the Vessawroth blade; now it resides with him. For he is one of great hidden power and with this blade in hand the whole universe would be at his mercy, each eye is also a stage of awakening. Once the all seeing eye opens in the middle of his forehead there is no turning back and shall never see the light again. As first you are a seeker, then a stalker, and finally a soul-taker, what hath the gods wrought?
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