Golden knife, dark lacquer, and alabaster hands.
Truly the finest creation in the world.
The blade quivered slightly, as if overburdened, or perhaps merely resonating with solitude.
The invisible line of rules has already been severed!
Between heaven and earth, no other standards are allowed.
In this life and this world, no one shall be bound!
She rose with her steps, moving freely through the air, like a proud black phoenix.
Possessing the utmost nobility and beauty.
The swift blade was her wings, indifference her gaze.
She danced within the confines of rules, using her unimaginably overwhelming power, to forcibly shatter those invisible strings of manipulation!
All obstacles were cleaved apart!
Between her and the True Man of the Age, there was no chasm!
And almost simultaneously, a golden sea unfurled in the sky.
A sea of golden flames.
Burning with extreme self-possession, without restraint.
Consuming this life, as if there would be no more years to come.
