The scene shifted, and along the long street, various sword styles were handed down. The Nine Major Sword Techniques, the Eighteen Sword Forms, and the Three Thousand Sword Styles...
The scene shifted, and a young man, dressed in fresh attire and riding a spirited horse, held a three-foot sword. He stood against the strong and aided the weak, traversing the martial arts world...
The scene shifted, and he entered a dimensional space, searching for hidden treasures, slaying mutated beasts, vanquishing formidable foes, and cultivating his path...
The scene shifted, and atop the mountain peak, an isolated immortal stood, left with nothing but a sense of emptiness, unsure of where to go...
Even though he boasted dominance over the world, without friends or family, without attachment or support, he was like rootless waterweed, achieving something yet also achieving nothing.
"Home..."
"Where is home?"
