角色故事•四（解锁条件：角色等级80）
剑，长五尺，重若千钧，玄黑的锋刃上布满裂纹，剑尖不知所踪。
在纷乱如雨的战事中，她曾手执此剑和战友弟子一同杀入千足之舟，斫下步离战首的狼头；也曾登上高耸入云的飞空城巢，削去羽卫们的翮羽；她与慧骃铁蹄相抗，将六足骏马的执辔者们尽数镇入牢狱…在她剑锋所向之下，孽物或死或败，无一幸免。
她从未料到自己竟会将这柄剑指向自己的生死至交。
她喘息着，勉力支撑伤疲之身。远处洞天中传来悲痛的龙咆，如祈求解脱。
看着狷狂的工匠跌落在污泥中，她游魂般走过他身畔。
「我本该先杀了你…但你还有别的罪要受，永生永世……」
她将残剑指向龙尊。
「不可能，龙师们说过…我族之血，我祖之魂，本该造就另一个龙尊。这一切…不该是这样的。」
「如果让你牺牲可以令一切恢复原状，我会做的…但现在…告诉我那头龙的逆鳞所在。
「颅顶……」
半是龙形的孽兽掣电般在空中游过，足以吞灭海平线的身躯撞碎了又一座浮岛，哀鸣声如一千柄剑交击。
她感到自己的丹腑在翻滚烧灼，仿佛熟透的谷粒即将脱壳挣出，膨胀至无限。
她看到自己又被困在幼年的梦魇里，凶星灭顶而来，蜉蝣无力挣扎。
女人自裙幅上扯下一条黑色的绸布，蒙住双眼。
雷击霆碎。她持剑跃起，迎向孽龙。
在似梦似真的幻觉中，她感到血肉终于超越了极限，开始崩解。仿佛有丝弦般的束缚，紧绷着四肢百骸，一丝丝切裂她最后的意识。
毫无来由地，那句话在耳畔响起：
「便是天上的星星，我也会斩下。」
那一瞬，她握住了梦寐以求的剑。
那是能解脱一切束缚的剑。那是一柄熟悉多年的剑。
它并非凡铁熔铸，而是一截坚冰凝成，幽幽含光，如握一线月光在手。
剑，长三尺七寸，轻如无物。
Character Story: Part IV
• Unlocked at Character Level 80
A sword, 5 feet in length, weighing as heavy as three thousand catties. The ebony blade is covered in cracks and the tip is broken and lost.
Amid the countless wars, she wielded this sword and, alongside her comrades and disciple, battled her way into the vast ship, decapitating the wolf-like head of the borisin Warhead. She also climbed the sky-piercing flying citadel, clipping the wings of the Feather Guards. She fought the iron cavalry of the Houyhnhnm, sealing all the riders of the six-legged steeds into prison... Whichever way her sword swung, no abomination could escape death or imprisonment.
She had never expected she would point this sword at her lifelong friend.
She gasped, barely holding her wounded body together. Far away, deeper in the delve, there came the anguished roar of a dragon, as if pleading for death.
She watched as the arrogant craftsman fell into the mud, and walked up to him like a wraith.
"I should kill you first... but you will have your own torment to bear for all eternity..."
She pointed the broken sword at the high elder.
"Impossible. The Preceptors said... The blood of my race and the soul of my ancestor should have created another high elder. All this... It shouldn't be like this."
"If your death can return everything to how it was, I would do it... But you need to tell me right now where that dragon's weak point is."
"The top of its head..."
The half-draconic abomination swam through the air in blasts of lightning. Its body, enough to swallow the very horizon, sundered yet another floating isle. Its wails were as loud as the clamors of a thousand clashing swords.
She felt her Core Esse boiling, like a ripe wheat grain about to burst out of its husk and swell to infinity.
She saw herself trapped in childhood nightmares again. The ominous planet is swallowing her overhead, and she, but an insect, cannot even struggle.
The woman tore off a spread of black silk from the edge of her skirt and covered her eyes.
The thunder struck. She leapt up with her sword towards the draconic abomination.
In a dreamlike illusion, she felt her flesh surpass its limits, beginning to disintegrate. It was as if innumerable silken threads bound her, taut across every limb and bone, each one slicing through the last vestiges of her consciousness, bit by bit.
Suddenly, she heard those words:
"I will cut down even the stars in the sky."
At that moment, she finally grasped the sword she had been seeking all this time.
It was a sword that can transcend all restrictions. It was a sword she had been familiar with for years.
It was not forged from any ordinary iron, but condensed from a shaft of sharp ice. It glowed with a dim light, as if it was a strand of moonlight held in the wielder's hand.
A sword, 3 feet and 7 inches in length, and weighs nothing.
