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[I will join you, master, as you become the rightful order—we will slay all corruption. Return us to our glory.]
Placing his hand on the hilt of the sword, a small shockwave ensued as multiple notifications rang.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
In this fleeting moment, he received information on the blade. But more than that, he understood why the blade was familiar as he had a flashback or rather, a fragment of someone's memory.
It was familiar yet unfamiliar to him. Moreover, as he experienced these memories changes happened.
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Standing before 13 divine entities, a person with a cold face looked the others in their eyes. Wielding a greatsword in his right hand with a slender blade in the other, he stood there unfettered. Behind his back stood 8 blackened crimson angel wings.
"How did you get here?" inquired one of the entities.
