The journey that spanned across several villages, forests and lakes were for the most part uneventful as Seiya remained focused on his location.
His focus didn't waver, all questions he'd ask the people he came across was to ensure the certainty of the mountain's location and surely enough he'd find the very mountain that pierced the sky itself that truly did live up to the name.
Seiya kept the scroll in hand that his sister gave him, he needed to reach the top of the mountain and speak to the blacksmith who made residence there if he wished to receive a blade worthy of his stature.
'' It feels like ages since I've had them walking by my side and yet I haven't felt like talking to anyone throughout my travels to get here. What's happened to me? '' The lone prince questioned himself as his acknowledgement of his personality shift was indicative of a change he didn't notice much until now.
