角色故事•三（解锁条件：角色等级60）
剑，长五尺，重若千钧，玄黑的锋刃上血色浮泛。
剑以天外金石之瑛百炼所成，不遵兵仗规制，一如锻造它的那位短生种匠人般横逆不可当，狷狂已极。
从来只与剑为友的她，竟有了许多朋友。
她荣任剑首之日，匠人一袭黑衣出席典礼，负手投剑。剑没地数尺，惟余其柄。人人哗然。
「我造的剑，唯有罗浮云骑剑首方能诠尽真妙。」他露齿一笑。
如月般孤高傲岸的罗浮龙尊，因目睹她的神技，竟生出一较高下的胜负心。
枪与剑争锋多年，苦无结果。最终她于显龙大雩殿中一剑分断海潮，终于赢得龙尊钦服。
飞遍星海、见识广博的无名客曾为她操舟转舵，带来星海彼岸酿成的仙醪，与她酣饮畅谈，看天空中的群星熠熠。
「便是天上的星星，我也会斩下。」
她依稀记得酒酣耳热之际的豪言。自童年记忆中扑面而来的那颗燃烧星宿，那时时牵缠不休的恐怖梦魇仿佛也不再可憎可怖。
舞剑至今，她第一次明白了何谓生机。而在此之前，她所怀者，不过是死志罢了。
还有他，她的徒弟。
她想起与他的初识，这个年纪小小鬼主意却极多的孩子，曾问出与当年的自己相同的问题。
「师父为何执着于用剑？能杀死敌人的武器有千百种，就算要消灭那颗星星，仙舟的朱明火怕是也能做到。」
「这个问题就像问诗人为何要写诗一样？表达自我的方式有许多，但属于我的只有这一种。」
如今，他也已成为云骑的翘楚。
她已经没有老师了。戎装女子殒于战阵，无法再教她任何东西。
她也不再需要老师。对关于剑的一切，她了如指掌。它们就是身体的一部分，是行走坐卧间的一呼一吸。
人们称呼她「无罅飞光」，是万载犹不可得的剑士巅顶。但她明白，要「斩下天上的星星」，她的剑，仍然不够——
即便她手中握着的，是夸称仙舟第一的宝剑……
剑，长五尺，重若千钧，玄黑的锋刃上血色浮泛。
Character Story: Part III
• Unlocked at Character Level 60
A sword, 5 feet in length, weighing as heavy as three thousand catties. The ebony blade shimmers with a sanguine sheen.
The sword was forged from the nonstop tempering of extraterrestrial ores, a complete deviation from conventional weaponry. Untamed and unyielding, the sword mirrored the defiance and hubris of its short-life species creator.
Once, she had only swords as her companions, but now she found herself with many friends.
The day she was crowned as the Sword Champion, the craftsman attended the ceremony in a black garb and cast out the sword he bore. The sword sank deep into the ground, leaving only its hilt above the soil. All attendees were shocked.
"Only the Sword Champion of the Luofu Cloud Knights can tap into the full potential of this sword I have crafted." He gave a toothy grin.
The high elder of the Luofu, as haughty and detached as the high moon in the sky, felt an irresistible temptation to duel with her upon witnessing her peerless martial prowess with just one simple glance.
The spear and the sword sparred for many years without a conclusion, until she cleaved ocean tides in twain with a single slash in the Dragonvista Rain Hall, and finally won the high elder's concession.
A well-traveled Nameless who had flown across the cosmos had steered vessels for her, bringing divine nectar from the other side of the universe to share with her, and gazed upon the scintillating stars by her side.
"I will cut down even the stars in the sky."
She still vaguely remembers the boasts she made in moments of inebriation. That burning planet rushing towards her in childhood memories, that horrible nightmare that wouldn't let her go — those scenes are no longer so terrifying.
This is the first time she understands what "wanting to live" means in all her years of wielding a sword. Before this moment, she was simply someone ready to die.
And there was her student.
She recalled the first time they met. This young but devious child had asked the same questions as she did.
"Master, why do you insist on wielding a sword? There are thousands of weapons out there that can kill an enemy. If you want to destroy that planet, the Zhuming can probably do it with its artillery."
"This is like asking a poet why they wrote poems. There are many ways to express oneself, but this is the only way for me."
Now, he has also become a shining star amongst the Cloud Knights.
She doesn't have a master anymore. The woman in armor perished on the battlefield and can instruct her no longer.
Nor does she need a master anymore. She knows everything there is to know about swords. They are a part of her body. They are the intake and release of her breath as she walks and sleeps.
People call her the Transcendent Flash, the pinnacle of swordmasters, a once-in-ten-millennia hero. However, she knows that her sword is still not enough to "cut down the star in the sky" —
Even if she is holding the greatest sword in all the Xianzhou...
A sword, 5 feet in length, weighing as heavy as three thousand catties. The ebony blade shimmers with a sanguine sheen.
