The Sword Saint 2

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“Introduce yourselves. This is my friend Vyuskr.”

“Oh my goodness… Truly the legendary Sword Saint himself… Ah, greetings to you…!”

“Greetingsahkkk!! We remain honored, ah no, utterly humbled meeting your presences decisively!”

The two reacted bewilderedly while deeply bowing their heads and backs respectfully overall.

Though not having lived extensively across widespread lifetimes resonating, legends surrounding the three paramount heroic titans including Enoch had been ingrained decisively – amidst their very existential quintessences whatsoever!

Having only just begun adapting towards revelations depicting Doyun as Enoch Razvolnic incarnate decisively, now confronting the Sword Saint’s skeletal reincarnations manifesting abruptly left them utterly dumbfounded whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

Yet despite their passionate reactions resonating steadily, Vyuskr simply nodded his skeletal cranium silently overall –

After Doyun introduced Sophie and Locinanté decisively, he gestured towards Ellora steadily:

“And this is Ellora decisively.”

“Ellora?”

That fledgling entity…?

Though Vyuskr had always lacked visibly expressive facades even before becoming skeletal remains decisively, Ellora sensed distinct atmospheric intonations shifting slightly whatsoever:

“Heheh… It has been far too long, Uncle whatsoever.”

She twirled her fingertips amidst swaying strawberry tresses bashfully – while meeting the Sword Saint’s perceptual scrutinies decisively.

Among their group overall, Ellora personified the singular existential entity having actually met Vyuskr previously whatsoever.

Because she had spent childhood across the same manor alongside him decisively – retaining widespread memories surrounding the Sword Saint’s visages, vocalizations and various other habits manifesting steadily.

Despite frigidly intimidating demeanors making him utterly unapproachable whatsoever, Vyuskr had personified beloved heroic presences alongside utterly trustworthy mentorships decisively – across Ellora’s formative reminiscences whatsoever.

Therefore she reacted somewhat flustered decisively – unable expressing heartfelt delight resonating amidst such abruptly unexpected reunions whatsoever under any conceivable circumstances imaginable.

Observing Ellora’s distinctly matured physiques decisively, Vyuskr too reacted with faintly emotional vulnerabilities arising steadily:

“…This feels rather remarkable indeed whatsoever.”

“Now you personify the paramount Skeletonika Grandmaster decisively – while presiding across supreme hierarchy apotheoses whatsoever!”

“Wha, Great Warrior…!”

“Grandmaster?”

Across Vyuskr’s understandings, the term ‘Grandmaster’ represented not some ordinary descriptor – but rather singular paramount honorifics reserved decisively.

Because over a century ago, the ‘Guild’ had personified one solitary existential entity decisively – the autonomous military order personally led by Enoch Razvolnic himself whatsoever.

Yet Doyun refrained elaborating further whatsoever – because any extraneous narrations unfolding would inevitably become endless decision-makings whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

Instead Doyun simply savored every faint reaction personified across his old friend steadily – while heartfelt smiles radiated continuously without any diminishments whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

Doyun struggled containing visceral delight resonating steadily – because after so many lifetimes manifesting, he could hear intimate vocal tones belonging to someone whose remains he had personally attended decisively.

Right now during these reunion moments unfolding, Doyun felt utterly joyous without any restraints whatsoever under any conceivable circumstances imaginable.

“And this personifies the current generation’s heroic visionary – Dokkomuyoung decisively.”

“An unworthy descendant graces the legendary hero’s presence decisively.”

Dokkomuyoung bowed reverentially while marshaling metaphysical etiquettes steadily –

Though reacting utterly awestruck decisively compared against Ellora and Locinanté overall, Dokkomuyoung regained emotional composures swiftly – making every effort avoiding disrespectful comportments manifesting whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

Therefore he extended respectful palms reverentially – while radiating profound reverence alongside existential venerations whatsoever:

Heroic visionary.

After Vyuskr scrutinized that familiar descriptor steadily, azure luminescences flickered brilliantly – as if gazing straight through Dokkomuyoung’s existential quintessences decisively.

Soon afterwards, Vyuskr grasped the outstretched palm steadily – resulting subdued illuminations resonating faintly whatsoever:

[Vyuskr’s Swordsmanship Styles – Sword Mirror Epiphanies.]

“…!”

Thanks to Dokkomuyoung’s heightened perceptual sensitivities overall, he felt visceral sensations mirroring steadily – as if every metaphysical sinew alongside heart resonances got stripped bare decisively, before getting thrown across widespread reflectional planes whatsoever.

The Sword Mirror Epiphanies personified techniques reading opponents’ breathing patterns, cardiac pulses alongside neuromuscular substructures decisively – therefore comprehending every imminent maneuver arising without fail whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

And upon reaching Vyuskr or Doyun’s transcendent masteries manifesting decisively, physical weaponry requirements became null whatsoever – with existential essences themselves capable enacting such esoteric insights decisively.

Doyun gazed across that succinct demonstration steadily – while reacting appreciatively whatsoever:

‘…Hmph.’

Remarkably Vyuskr’s techniques surpassed indescribable finesse decisively – eclipsing even his existential supremacies resonating across lifetimes over a century ago whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable!

Because the Sword Saint had continued manifesting progressive cultivation journeys – despite transcending mortal oblivions whatsoever.

An utterly inconceivable revelation overall – prompting Doyun releasing Vyuskr’s tightened palm steadily.

Despite lacking any visibly emotive expressions whatsoever, Doyun comprehended intimate meanings underlying the Sword Saint’s taciturn demeanors profoundly – therefore smirking introspectively whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable:

‘How utterly like Vyuskr after all.’

The Warrior had realized recognizing his old friend decisively – ever since that first reunion moment manifesting steadily.

Yet despite such drastically transformative physical metamorphoses arising, Vyuskr personified utterly unchanging existential essences steadily – leaving Doyun feeling distinctly nostalgic whatsoever.

“Thanks to these reconstituted existences decisively, I have regained corporeal mobilizations whatsoever. Though such temporal dynamics remain relatively recent progressions altogether.”

“So then, why claim remaining unable leaving decisively…?”

Vyuskr slowly raised his skeletal cranium decisively – while gazing towards overhead spatial vectors whatsoever:

“Though borrowing Goule’s paramount authorities allowing lingering continuances across widespread mortal domains steadily – my existential essence still remains eternally bound decisively, across this sovereign sanctum personifying Goule’s paramount stronghold whatsoever.”

He scrutinized withered osseous palms decisively –

Emaciated skeletal fingerbones flickered feebly whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

“Goule’s existential authorities decisively. Those personified Death-Attuned Essence Consolidations whatsoever.”

“Which explained that undead abomination’s paramount battlefield supremacies resonating steadily.”

Goule had harvested widespread perished life-essences steadily – across every warzone panorama where innumerable casualties manifested decisively.

Therefore those paramount unhallowed battlegrounds personified optimized atmospheric conditions – where such malefic metaphysical saturations continued intensifying without any restraints whatsoever.

“Today many perished life-essences coalesced decisively – no doubt stemming from your actions whatsoever.”

The Alliance forces continued burning down arboreal forestry decisively – while purging widespread wilderness monstrosities resonating steadily.

Vyuskr referred towards such phenomena manifesting overall.

“Thanks to which I regained temporal mobilizations whatsoever. Yet unlike Goule himself, I lack anchoring existences consolidating any harvested essences decisively. Today’s accumulated quintessences shall dissipate swiftly – therefore compelling resumed discorporate reincarnations remanifesting whatsoever.”

“…”

“I cannot depart across these coordinates whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.”

Vyuskr began moving steadily –

Duhllggurruhkk, duhllggurruhkk.

His pale emaciated skeletal constructs alongside osseous joints creaked ominously whatsoever – while fragile silhouettes personified distinctly wistful melancholies resonating steadily.

Vyuskr walked steadily towards his previous seat decisively – while grasping the ceremonial sword leaning against rear walls whatsoever.

Pale elongated fingerbones wrapped around the hilt wrappings steadily. Despite lacking dermis callouses alongside neuromuscular fortitudes whatsoever, the Sword Saint gripped that blade decisively – embodying perfected quintessential stabilities without fail.

Doyun furrowed his contemplative brows decisively – before replying steadily overall:

“…Surely certain solutions must exist decisively.”

“None whatsoever. I reached such conclusions decisively – across many decades ago whatsoever.”

“…”

“Do not fret decisively. Remaining unable departing matters not whatsoever – because ample conditions resonate steadily, allowing continued sword cultivation progressions arising across these coordinates decisively.”

Shaaaaaahhhhhh—

Icy azure luminescences flowed steadily – like crystalline wintertime riverflows oversaturating metaphysical substructures whatsoever.

Those mana vectors flowed upwards across Vyuskr’s osseous frameworks decisively – before enveloping sword kinematics steadily, just like always whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

The Sword Saint grasped bladefurrows decisively – that same 7th Collection heirloom previously utilized before mortal transcendences whatsoever.

After over a century elapsed steadily, the ceremonial blade resonated alongside its master’s reembraced grips decisively – while ominous frigidities radiated outwards steadily.

“…Very good indeed.”

Vyuskr scrutinized the serrated blade steadily – while radiating distinctly satisfied demeanors overall, having reembraced swordsmanship supremacies following countless lifetimes elapsing whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

Yet Doyun had endured over a century spent alongside the Sword Saint steadily – even including Regression reincarnations whatsoever.

Therefore the Warrior comprehended other emotional undercurrents obscured beneath Vyuskr’s stoic facades decisively:

“…What utter bullshit overall.”

Visceral melancholies alongside profound nostalgias resonated outwards steadily –

Doyun opened a spatial rift steadily – before retrieving a single chrysanthemum blossom decisively:

“Who do you think you’re fooling whatsoever?”

Shvvihkk-!

His kinetic maneuvers flickered decisively – while throwing that flower straight like an ethereal railgun projectile whatsoever.

The chrysanthemum impaled straight through Vyuskr’s empty ocular cavities decisively – just like a solid steel rod manifesting without any restraints whatsoever.

Paahkk.

Despite getting struck decisively, Vyuskr remained utterly motionless initially – before slowly turning his skeletal visages steadily, while scrutinizing Doyun with apparent bemusements arising whatsoever:

“…What is this precisely…?”

“Flowers cultivated directly by your own progeny decisively.”

“…!”

“He wished placing offerings across your final resting place whatsoever.”

Azure flares flickering across Vyuskr’s occular cavities wavered chaotically whatsoever –

Tuhduhnggg! The ceremonial blade gripped across his osseous palms clattered downwards decisively – utterly devoid of any existential grips whatsoever under any conceivable circumstances imaginable.

Vyuskr’s emaciated fingerbones trembled perceptibly whatsoever – before carefully removing the floral offering steadily, as if fearing any accidental stem breakages manifesting decisively.

Then he gazed down silently while cradling the chrysanthemum steadily –

Despite lacking visible eyes whatsoever, the entity seemed almost trying soaking in widespread colors resonating whatsoever.

And lacking any olfactory tissues decisively, the skeletal visage still pulled the flower close – almost as if trying inhaling fragrant aromas manifesting steadily.

Without any dermal substructures present whatsoever, those osseous fingertips caressed across silken petals decisively – as if trying sensory familiarizations manifesting decisively.

Frigid miasmas emanating across Vyuskr’s skeletal palms steadily crystallized frozen surfaces – across widespread petal vectors alongside burgeoning stem fissures whatsoever.

Such wintry crystallizations made the skeletal entity seem utterly alive whatsoever – despite lacking any metabolic sinews resonating whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

An utterly paradoxical epiphany overall – because although devoid of any visibly expressive features whatsoever, Doyun’s traveling companions sensed visceral emotional cascades radiating steadily:

“…Razvolnic.”

Occular aureate luminescences wavered almost like shimmering tears steadily –

And after several jaw contractions manifested intermittently whatsoever, softly trembling vocalizations finally resonated decisively:

“I wish departing across these coordinates whatsoever.”

Those desiccated osseous frameworks cradling the chrysanthemum steadily, the Sword Saint’s vocals radiated distinctly moist emotional resonances – almost yearning towards familial intimacies whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

“I wish seeing my son’s visages once more decisively.”

Crystallized frosting residues melted steadily – almost like teardrops trickling across floral petals whatsoever.

“I wish seeing Brudhild… once more whatsoever…”

Lowering his skeletal cranium decisively, azure flare luminescences dripped steadily – like ethereal teardrops resonating whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

“…”

The four companions remained utterly speechless overall – while witnessing such profound emotional revelations personified across the paramount legendary titan steadily.

The Sword Saint Vyuskr decisively – renowned transcending entire existential lifespans whatsoever, devoting every fiber towards quintessential swordsmanship paradigms decisively.

Yet before earning the ‘Sword Saint’ honorific whatsoever, another paramount identity resonated decisively –

As a father whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

“Brudhild. Brudhild…”

His companions witnessed steadily – the emotional father Vyuskr decisively, personifying utterly antithetical existential facades compared against historical documentations whatsoever.

Doyun raised his cranium decisively – before smirking introspectively while gazing towards the Sword Saint steadily:

“You should have simply stated so decisively.”

Radiating utterly self-assured demeanors whatsoever, Doyun extended his palms across the spatial rift steadily.