Undefeatable Spirit

Feeling his grandfather's bow in his palms, Ryu couldn't help but smile. There was a calmness to him as he watched the trinkets on the end of it rattle above. It reminded him of his memories with his grandfather. 

Long ago, he had fused a substance into his grandfather's bow to give it a chance to slowly improve along with him. In that time, it had been in his Inner World, and it had undergone a great number of changes… 

At least on the inside. 

On the surface, it looked the exact same as it always had, untouched and unmoved by the world. 

It still had the same worn wood where his grandfather's hands once wrapped around it, it still had the same trinkets of his and his mother's childhoods hanging on the end, and it even still radiated the aura of a simple treasure. 

One would think that he had just taken out an antique. And yet, he looked at it with more fondness than any treasure he had.