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Silver Wolf

Silver Wolf is a slim, average-sized woman with white skin and silver hair and eyes. She has a long ponytail dyed blue at the end, and on her bangs she wears some apparently protective glasses. She is dressed in a short black and blue jacket, under which she wears a short white T-shirt. At the bottom she wears short pants with a white belt with a pocket and various decorations, on her right leg she has a light blue band-aid. Her boots are black with blue decorations. On her hands she wears fingerless gloves.

Kafka

Kafka is described as a very beautiful and charming young woman: a woman with wine-red hair tied back in a messy ponytail with two loose bangs hanging down either side of her face. Her eyes are a similar, lighter color, and she wears dark, pince-nez-style sunglasses on top of her head, along with a pearl earring in her right ear. He wears a white shirt that leaves his upper back and shoulders exposed, along with a black jacket that covers his shoulders. He sports a silver butterfly pin on his left lapel, and on his back, a large spider print in the center, along with cobwebs on both shoulders and a burgundy interior. He also sports wine-colored suspenders with gold detailing on both his jacket and thighs, and gloves of a similar hue. He sports large silver rings on each finger, and his gloves have silver cobwebs on the back. She wears high-waisted black shorts and nylon stockings, with a garter on her right leg. She also wears black boots of two different lengths: the right one reaches above her knee and the left one slightly above her ankle.

Blade IV Story

I couldn't see anything anymore. He recalled that, decades ago, he arrived in Xianzhou on a merchant ship and was impressed by the superb craftsmanship there. The young man was so obsessed that he forgot to eat and drink, and he squandered his inspiration as if he were running out of time. He forged hundreds of wonders, four of which were the most famous. The sword called the Fragmented Sword was flawless; its black body shone with a bloody luster. Only the strongest sword master in Xianzhou could demonstrate the true meaning of this sword. The young fox once shot three arrows simultaneously with her recurve bow in a desperate situation, while still sailing on the star skiff and laughing with the others. The black-haired man with dragon horns used his water manipulation skills to rejuvenate his allies, and in the next instant, he bound the water to his spear and used it to pierce his enemies. There was also the boy who kept arguing with him. However, as soon as the young man saw the Devastating Sword, he grabbed it and wouldn't let go of it. Now, ██ was dead. His first and only death. Yet there he stood, his young brain whirling and thinking, thinking for all eternity. He thought of his hands, which were no longer skillful. The hands that could no longer forge another weapon. But none of this mattered to him. From that moment on, that body will be the one and only "Sword."

Blade III Story

All he could see was a crimson stain in his vision and the taste of iron in his mouth. His limbs were unresponsive. —He should have died. The monster swallowed him again, but this time, his enemy was not someone else. The imposing armor remained silent. He was held and imprisoned in those arms. The one speaking was the woman in sunglasses. "Listen, I can always kill you again, otherwise I can't bring you back." Her voice was very soft, and even the monster inside her body remained silent to listen to her. "But I don't want to." The woman leaned over and whispered in his ear. It was a deal he couldn't refuse. "What do you want?" "Is there anything more satisfying than watching immortals die? That's what he said." The giant armor loosened its arms. "Destiny" was ahead, and he would go with them. "Listen, Bladie, relax." "Listen, don't think about anything." He nodded. The woman walked beside him, smiling. However, he thought her smile looked very sad. "Maybe someone abandoned her before they could hear everything she had to say," he thought.

Blade II Story

All he could see was a crimson stain in his vision and the taste of iron in his mouth. His limbs were unresponsive. —He should have died. The young man The black-haired boy was trembling violently, but still clutching the spear. He had no dragon horns, and his reaction was a little less mature than he remembered... But he would never forget this spear, these eyes, and how cruelty bubbled beneath the mirror-like emerald calm. His wounds began to heal. His irises flickered and fixed their gaze on the boy once more. Without hesitation, the boy made another gesture with the spear... "That's it." The one who showed no mercy to enemies, it was you. The one who buried his beloved single-handedly, it was you. The one who nearly drove the place he called home to destruction, it was also you. He fell again. The teen brought his hand to his wounds and stepped back, until he was no longer in the man's sight. "Before I witness your death in person, we shall meet again, ███."

History of Blade I

A swordsman who abandoned his body to become a sword. Birth name unknown. He swears allegiance to the "Slave of Fate" and possesses a terrifying self-healing ability. Blade wields an ancient sword riddled with cracks, like his body and mind. All he could perceive was a crimson stain in his vision and the taste of iron in his mouth. His limbs remained unresponsive. —He should have died. "Do you remember?" He opened his mouth, lost, his voice hoarse like that of a wild beast. The sound in his throat stopped abruptly as the cold, hard object penetrated his torso. Over and over again, this was repeated thousands of times. How wonderful. As his muscle fibers tore, he could hear the faint sounds of tendons knitting and reconnecting. How wonderful. The monster in his body was being fed, but he would let it grow into a huge beast. How wonderful. He'd already lost all will to live, but his body regenerated regardless of his preferences. How wonderful. Before the sword could pierce his body again, he grabbed it with his bare hands and slowly stood up. "Do you remember now?" He met the woman's blood red eyes , his mind still empty. —The sword pierced him once more. "Remember the feeling of death and bring them." Crimson resurfaced in his vision. He stared at the sword that had killed him. The blade was split in half and lying on the ground. "Stand up and let me kill you one more time."

Appearance

Blade is a light-skinned man with long, dark blue hair with red tips and red eyes. He wears a black oriental-style tailcoat with a red fabric interior and gray trousers. The tailcoat is embroidered with gold and dark blue, and he has a black belt along with stylized metallic decoration on his left thigh. He also wears a black glove on his right hand, and bandages can be seen around his right arm, right thigh, and left hand.