Part 2 The Third & Fourth King.

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 In one of China's Oceans, there was a lonely fisherman, checking his nets that where close to the shore, when he pulled the nets up, he found that it bore no fish, but it did contain a strange sword, sheathed in a strange scabbard, the fisherman then tried to carefully remove the sword from the net, but unsheathed the sword, and once again the sword had a feast upon the fisherman's soul, causing him to go insane, murdering whatever came his way, and then he stopped when he reached the ocean, facing Japan, he then stabbed his heart, and as the tradition for the sword, he cast it into the sea, unsheathed, allowing the blade's bloody trail to be followed by the sheath, re-sheathing itself when it is close to the shore, when it got closer, the sword then laid itself down upon a sunken wooden boat, which would then be found by a young Japanese boy, when the boy found the sword, he instantly took the sheath off, and the sword consumed the boy's soul underwater, making him rise above the water, and walked on the surface of the water, back to land, continuing the sword's bloody murderous streak, and it's constant tradition of killing it's master, and being cast into the sea un sheathed, and being found by a new one, and only for it all to repeat once again, the blade never dulls nor does it ever rust, it doesn't even fall apart, the sword keeps moving in a pattern, a pattern that can't be broken, nor can the sword be broken, not until it's judgment came, for on the scabbard and on the blade, a series of strange symbols where then placed upon the sword, saying, "Un Sheath me, and I will take your soul, and make you king, only to have you die by my touch through your heart, and Cast me into the sea so I shall continue with my life, I will stop when I die by the hands of the King with the most life, than any other king, then I shall shatter, and free the souls that I have consumed." The blade, has continued it's killing spree, moving from mortal to mortal, immortal to immortal, the blade is now taken, and chained in a special school, protected by reapers, the chains cursed to strangle those who try to un-sheath the sword, where it shall only be un-sheathed when the living king is at the exact room, where the sword's end shall come.

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