- It was that moment.

From inside me, some inexperienced power springs up.

And the power will dwell on my sword.

Short swords glow. And the light comes into being.

In a moment, the short sword was turning into a great sword of light.

My daddy hastily entered the defensive structure with my wavering sword of light - apparently at full speed and without a clue.

My sword and my dad's will bump into each other.

At the end of the day, a sound sounds like a very sword is coming up against each other.

The Sword of Light, it seems, is under considerable pressure, and Dad is distorting his face in agony.

But me too - I don't know what it is, but I'm not going to pull it off right now.

Mysterious sword of light. It's an unidentified force, but now I want my dad to - show me everything he can and admit it.

He said he could fight properly.

I said I was alone.

I want you to know that, and I can do even more.

Then, the light became even stronger.

The Great Sword will be huge enough to cross the blade for more than two meters to crush Dad.

My dad was unharmed and seemed to be pushing it back with all his might.

But the Great Sword of Light is pressing more pressure than that.

The next moment - my dad's sword, it broke.

No. It's crushed.

As if it had been crushed in stone, a metal sword, albeit for mock warfare, broke apart and crushed.

My dad was stunned.

But that was a moment.

The Great Sword of Light strikes my dad straight.

I can hear you at last, like you hit me with a blunt instrument.

And the Great Sword of Light has been crushed.

I land on the ground right after I hit my dad.

At the same time, my dad's body collapses.

My dad - he collapsed.

On your knees, not at that level.

I was unconscious.

"- Shit, the battle's that far!

The Knight of Judgement's voice has risen.

Incredible, my voice said.

The same goes for me. I never thought I could defeat my dad.

But more than that.

"- Dad!"

I ran over to my dad.

A mysterious light, used in momentum. Too strong a force.

I took it and lost my mind - my favorite dad.

Regret and worry made me suffer so much that my heart would crumble.

"Daddy, daddy! Wake up!

I've called my dad's name many times.

Eventually, a health guard rushed.

Put your dad on a stretcher and walk away from me, who can't move much of a shock.

I - I sat perfectly down, I couldn't move one thing in my guilt consciousness, and I wished my dad well and dropped off the stretcher.