Ficool

Chapter 1 - THE BEGINNING

In my past life, I was the Blade Sovereign—known by a dozen aliases across shadowed dojos and neon-lit arenas. A katana master from a hyper-modern Earth, my edge cleaved through corporate assassins, rogue AIs, and rival legends. Legends? Ha. They were chains. Endless expectations from disciples, betrayal by my own blood family, oppression that ground my spirit to steel.Desperate for freedom, I sealed a pact with a cosmic entity—an eldritch horror from the void between stars. "Unlimited power," it whispered. The contract ignited. Raw, infinite energy surged through me like a supernova. My mortal body, honed but fragile, absorbed what it could... then shattered into cosmic dust.I awoke in agony, not as a reborn warrior, but in the frail shell of a five-year-old boy. This world? A brutal xianxia realm of warring sects, spirit beasts, and qi-devouring tyrants. The child's body belonged to Lian Wei, discarded trash of the Lian Clan—crippled meridians, bullied by siblings, ignored by elders. No golden finger, no system prompt. Just echoes of my old power flickering in my soul, unstable and leaking like a cracked reactor.But I'm no victim. Piece by shattered piece, I'll reclaim that cosmic might. My katana soul stirs, hungry for blood qi. The family's oppression? I'll turn it to ash. The world's legends? They'll kneel or break.First step: survive the clan's annual Spirit Awakening Ceremony... where this "trash" body is slated for exile.

More Chapters