I'm the Swordsmith

Age of Swords, Reopening

“Why do you think the world is like this? ”

The man standing asked.

He was a man in a bald, worn red coat.

He was a homeless man who would look like a vagabond even if he played well.

But the man has a knife in his hand.

And there was a neck in front of him.

The owner of the neck opens his eyes and mouth.

It was a typical expression that did not believe in his end until the last moment.

It was the world's most famous face.

It was the President of the United States.

The man standing on the platform with the head of the President of the United States, his sword, was bleeding.

He blew the head of the President of the United States, speaking in front of a crowd of tens of thousands.

The assassin, the man with the sword, spoke calmly.

Speak into the microphone that the President of the United States just used.

“Aren't you all curious? Why is the world like this? Everyone says it's a good world, but it's my life, isn't it? ”

Bang, bang!

A gunshot rings out at the man speaking.

However, the man was weak.

The guards who fired their guns and the crowd that retreated after screaming are appalled.

The bullet floats in the air around the man.

It was the sight of dozens of bullets floating in the air, like a miracle of God, as if they were held by an invisible hand.

The man said as he patted the head of the President of the United States on the platform.

“It's a time when everyone lies, but I'll tell you the truth now. Human history is the history of murder. If you've seen Stanley Kubrick's '2001 Space Odyssey' …… Humans have been carrying clubs and killing their neighbors since ancient times. Oh, did he believe in purgatory? So we know about creativity, not evolution, but Cain, who killed his brother? ”

The man smiled.

The President of the United States has been assassinated a lot. But was there such an assassination?

Now this view is all over the United States. No, it was broadcasting all over the planet.

“Bronze sword after club, iron sword after club. The old man took his heat and his castle and polished his killing skills in order to kill others. It was every man's earthly proposition to kill others more efficiently without dying. ”

The man sighs.

“But as technology developed, the world changed. Not enough gunpowder, not enough guns, not enough artillery, so it's time to blow up the missiles. There has come a time when humans don't have to try to kill other humans. Why are you trying so hard to learn swordsmanship when all you have to do is buy a $200 gun? ”

What the hell is this guy talking about?

The crowd, the guards, the TV and the Internet were thrilled.

This kind of assassination was morbid, but the man's words were even more mortified.

Above all, the pathetic bullets floating around the man, I really didn't understand.

“Human mindset has changed since anyone can easily kill people. I don't like this era. Oh, I'm not saying we can't keep a gun, so the NRA doesn't have to be nervous. This is a free country, and I respect that. It's just... ”

The man grins.

“I'm going to put the world back where it belongs. Grab the sword, mortals. Take 10 million swords from now on, defeat the others and challenge me. I promise! He who breaks my sword can achieve anything he wishes! ”

The guards rush towards the man, shouting.

Without a gun, the body, somehow, moved bravely to stop this man.

However, when the man lightly extends his arm to the side, everyone stops.

Like a doll attached to a thread, it cannot be moved.

The man who killed the President of the United States and couldn't touch a finger, said.

“From now on, Earth is a time when heat and castle must be used to kill people. This is... the declaration of the sword. ”

The word of the man who called himself "the sword" spread throughout the earth.

And then the knife began to appear.

A blade that makes a captured human superhuman.

The era of testing has begun.