Three months had passed for the Venia Galaxy—bounties spreading like wildfire, wars escalating, whispers of the "Mysterious forger" haunting every corner. Yet in that span, Ash had spent a little over seven years in Layla's private training realm, the thirty-fold time dilation turning weeks into eras of relentless focus.
Since stepping into the Peak of Stellar Sovereign, he had done nothing but hone his sword skills.
With Elysia's guidance, he unlocked sword intent at the first stage. Like aura, intent had ten stages—each exponentially more devastating. But Ash's intent was unique, born from layers of experience no one else could claim.
Ash was a figure shrouded in mystery. Back on Elaris, his journey with the sword was far from flawless, with everything he knew being self-taught—until he met Vaeloria, who shaped him into a true swordsman.
From his Sovereign, he learned lethality, deception, and the cunning grace of a fox wielding a blade.
