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A Rift in the Stars

Author: YuKy
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-19 21:51:47

Danial’s tension eased slightly. So, this figure wasn’t an intruder but rather an avatar of the swordsman who had created the technique. His mind calmed as the System’s explanation settled in. He had nothing to fear—this was an opportunity.

His heartbeat began to slow as curiosity replaced his initial fear. If this was the man who had created the Sword Drawing technique, Danial didn’t want to miss a single detail.

The figure stepped forward into better view. The man wore simple robes, their fabric plain and unadorned, the color a faded gray as though worn by time. His face was humble, almost serene, with deep-set eyes that spoke of experience and wisdom. He looked more like a wandering hermit than a powerful warrior—an unassuming figure who might have gone unnoticed in a crowd. But as Danial stared, the man’s presence became increasingly overwhelming. Beneath that humble exterior was an aura of immense power, like a storm quietly raging beneath the surface.

The hologram slowly drew th
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