A lonely swan from the sea flies,

To alight on puddles it does not deign.

Nesting in the poplar of pearls

It spies and questions green birds twain:

"Don't you fear the threat of slings,

Perched on top of branches so high?

Nice clothes invite pointing fingers,

High climbers god's good will defy.

Bird-hunters will crave me in vain,

For I roam the limitless sky."

'Why....'

He was but a mortal, nor did he wish not to be one.

A man shouldn't cry... yet he couldn't stop crying.

'I...I.'

Under the scorching sun, an ordinary man on his knees, cried for 7 days and nights, till his eyes went blind, in his hands lay his sole child, his eyes and heart dug out.

The mans name was Jian Chenmo.

When he was born, Three heavenly immortals descended to the mundane world, and planted a certain memory to his head, in which they forbid him from ever touching a sword.

to make sure he never does they murdered his mother as a warning.

Later on his father abondoned him and left.

Years passed and jian chenmo, met a women, fate bonded the two and soon they gave birth to a beautiful child

But unfortunately she died while giving birth to his only son.

Only heavens knew how much pain he felt that day, but he still held on for his sole child, he decided that he would do his best and raise him to be a great man.

But he ultimately failed ...

'Why.....'

Jian chenmo questioned himself, why was he so unfortunate, why did the heavens hate him so much.

on that day, the man named Jian chenmo, picked up his sons sword.

'If the heavens hate, I, Jian Chenmo, Then with this sword, I shall cut down the heavens'

when Jian chenmo held the sword in his hands, the world stopped, the earth shook, and heavens wailed.

For the absolute sword have awakened, and with his awakenings a sea of blood shall taint the earth and paint the heavens.