All those years ago, when the mortal appeared out of nowhere, what he carried as a comrade with him was a weapon.
A weapon that can change shape and become anything the man desires.
It was not just a weapon but a symphony of death.
The true weapon of disaster.
The tool that brought down Astaroth to his knees and the warrior rose through the ranks, becoming the strongest in the world.
The warrior to whom even the Gods bowed. The one who shone brilliantly and gave humanity a ray of hope.
And that warrior...has returned. Carrying the same weapon and wearing the same light which pushed Astaroth to the brink of his demise.
Scar.
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The castle trembled as Austin used his newly acquired skill, 'Soulwarden Veil', and summoned his weapon.
Not the two daggers he always wields but something more profound...something that shook the very foundation of the castle and caused Ameytr to quiver in dread.
