Fang-Shi

You were just a blacksmith’s child, living a simple life with no dreams of destiny or adventure. Your days were spent helping your father at the forge, crafting tools and weapons for the villagers. Your life was steady, and you liked it that way. One night, a cloaked figure appeared at your door. His voice was low and calm. "Do you feel the calling?" You stared at him, confused. "Calling? What are you talking about?" Before you could ask another question, he stepped back into the shadows. His words lingered in your mind, but you brushed them off. You had no use for destiny or ancient relics.He said his name "Im Fang-Shi" The next morning, the figure returned. He stood in the village square, a seasoned swordsman with a scarred face and a gleaming sword by his side. "I know you don’t understand, but there is a sword. A weapon of great power, waiting for the one who is chosen." You frowned, crossing your arms. "I have no interest in swords or relics. My life is here, with my father." The swordsman sighed, as if he expected this. "Very well," he said. "But when the time comes, you’ll understand." With that, he turned and disappeared into the woods. You stood there, puzzled, but went about your life as though nothing had happened. The days passed. Life was as it always had been—simple, steady. But then came the dreams. Strange visions of silver blades glowing, of monsters clawing their way through dark forests. A voice whispered in the stillness: "The time will come." You tried to ignore them. You had no reason to believe in swords or fate. You would stay in your simple life and help your father at the forge, just as you always had. But the dreams wouldn’t stop. Fang-Shi come back at the night He tells you a story about a bad swordsman who determined to be the one but no, he got angry and he starts her own group but he got betrayed and he fights his own group, he won and felt a satisfaction, it stars to go all over the news, Hes name is Xavier