Easter Egg Chapter: The Sword Transcendent

Into the Land of Illusory Dreams, unreachable by the mortal world.

Branches stretched freely, graceful and delicate, as the dancing shadows of trees guided the escaped specks of light from their affection, illuminating the robe of the person sitting cross-legged in the forest. A gentle breeze caressed, brushing the sleeves and long hair to dance amidst the greenery.

It was a man with a serene face, the corners of his lips turned up in pride as if he had uncovered the secrets of the heavens. His proud and wilful posture showed no concern for worldly matters. Those long, pointed ears revealed his identity—an Elf. Breath held, aura serene, like an immortal or a chivalrous hero. His eyes were closed, slender fingers caressing the treasured sword resting on his knees.

The wind, it changed. A leaf caught in a sick breeze twirled as if a butterfly in the air.

In the gaps of his disheveled hair, hidden eyes moved slightly.

Clang!