Cursed Blade: Nameless
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Last published Tue, Jul 25, 2017
For ages, people have always valued, feared, bowed before, and envied those with power and strength. But what gives them that stretch above others? Knowledge? Physical strength? Maybe exterior power such as control over ones food, water, and land? What if there was objects, known as Anima, that could grant one such power? What if there was some, known as Magi, who could wield those objects? Of course, that also depends on if said Anima even wants to be wielded... This story begins at the birth of a powerful Anima, in the shape of a katana, that many man and woman alike lust after in order to control all the different worlds.
**For whatever reason, the summary to the other story replaced this one along with the title and tags (weird right?) and it took me forever to get around to fixing it. Not sure how I want the summary sooo... I swear the story itself is not that bad. **
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