Lastswordman Stories

Centuries passed. The legends became stories, and stories became myths. But destiny has a way of repeating itself. In the Kingdom of Erathia once more, a child was born - a young woman named Hirada Arathor. To the common eye, she was just another citizen, bearing a name that honored the old kingdom. But to those who knew the ancient tales, or those who possessed the sight to see beyond the physical, there was something uncanny about her. Her face was an exact mirror of the legendary Hirada Caladhar. The same sharp eyes that held the weight of the world, the same fierce features, the same aura of quiet strength. She harbored a perfect resemblance to the warrior who died ages ago. And as she grew, strange things began to happen, dreams of battles she never fought, memories of a brother's smile turning into a blade, and a deep, burning anger toward betrayal that she could not explain. The Warlord had returned. And this time, she will claim her title as The Last Swordsman.