Scarlet, The Living Magic Sword

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I stared intensively at my sword once I summoned it back into my sheath.

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<Status System>

[System Owner]: [Scarlet]

[Race]: [Lesser Magic Sword]

[Rank]: [D-]

[Level]: [0/25]

[EXP]: [0/5000]

[Class]: [Blazing Blade]

[HP]: [620/620]

[MP]: [550/550]

[Strength]: [750]

[Defense]: [500]

[Magic]: [500]

[Resistance]: [350]

[Agility]: [400]

[Luck]: [50]

[Charm]: [50]

{Skills}: [Living Sword: Lv1] [Elemental Absorption: Lv1] [Material Assimilation: Lv1] [Aura Blade Slash: Lv1] [Blazing Sword: Lv1] [Demonic Aura: Lv1]

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It seemed to have gained a soul now, but it couldn't really speak, or anything of that sort. It merely stood there and overflowed with energy. I quickly unsheathed it as we walked downstairs, looking at the blade with fascination. My friends looked at me with weird faces, wondering what's gotten into me out of the sudden.