Ethan stood at the cliff's edge, the wind whipping through his hair as he gazed out over the sprawling city of Aradon. The setting sun cast a golden glow over the rooftops, but Ethan's heart was heavy with sorrow.
Summoned to the grand chambers of the Light Master's palace, Ethan found himself standing before the venerable guardian, a figure shrouded in robes of shimmering light. "Ethan," the Light Master's voice echoed with wisdom and power, "the time has come for you to learn the truth of your lineage."
As the Light Master spoke, Ethan's world shifted on its axis. He learned of his parents' noble sacrifice, their lives given in service to the eternal struggle between light and darkness. Tears welled in Ethan's eyes as he realized the weight of their legacy.
But the Light Master had more to reveal. With solemn reverence, he unfurled an ancient scroll, its parchment weathered with age. "Behold," the Light Master declared, "the prophecy of the thousand swords."
Ethan's breath caught in his throat as he beheld the words etched upon the scroll. It spoke of a chosen one, destined to rise in the darkest hour and wield a thousand swords against the encroaching shadows. And Ethan knew, with a certainty that resonated deep within his soul, that he was the one foretold by the prophecy.
With newfound resolve burning in his heart, Ethan accepted his destiny. He pledged to honor his parents' memory and fulfill the prophecy, no matter the cost.
And so, with the blessings of the Light Master and the promise of a thousand swords at his side, Ethan embarked on a journey into the unknown. Guided by the light of hope and fueled by the fire of determination, he set forth to seek out the scattered swords and confront the darkness that threatened to consume the world.
For Ethan knew that only by embracing the light within could he hope to vanquish the shadows and fulfill the legend of a thousand swords.