A/N: Decided to write trilogies for each character of one class each. I started with Perkisas's Incarnate. Will combine them all into this one story for people to read. It'll most likely be awhile after each Trilogy but I'll only update the story once I wrote out a character's trilogy. As the description applies this is me taking a class and pushing it even further beyond. Somtimes it'll be subtle changes that come out to be big. Sometimes it'll be extreme changes that carry remnants of the original class.
Raven.
Class: Blade Master.
"The Speed of Light. 186,000 mi/sec. What if I told you there was a man who struck at the speed rivaling that? Impossible right? Of course. You're not wrong at all...but of course it was an exaggeration. But Sasaki Kojiruu proved so. He was a famous swordsman in the dawn of Elrios. A man who was only human yet his powers rivaled the El Lords and Gods themselves. He was a legend. Nothing could contest him. It was said he struck on levels so fast the body couldn't even register the infliction. It was even said his weapon was one to pierce the heavens.
...but Sasaki Koijruu never existed.
A mere mythological figure created by humans in order to have something to spread and keep their name and fame alive. A hilariously pitiful attempted that worked for generations to come."Raven sighed deeply. Taking his cowl and bringing it down lower on his face. The sandstorms were getting more fierce in Sander's vigorous aftermath. After the Rage of the Behemoth was no more. The once occupied places of the demons were merely left to the natural destruction. It didn't take long for places to become mere ruins.
"So despite it being a myth...here I am, traveling across one of the worst deserts on Elrios on the assumption that a place presumed to never existed, exists..."I looked at the map, an "x" drawn off on a place were the map doesn't even have drawn. Unexplored land...or rather, land not dared to be explored.
"On the search for a mythological figure..perhaps I should just turn..."Then I thought about the voices of the public.
"Why does the El Team even have him? He's a defect of a human with his nasod body and he has no form of power."
"A mere Swordsman?"
"Waste."
"I'll show them..the power of a Swordman...magic and craft isn't everything. Sometimes pushing the body to the brink is truly the highest way to reach peak performance.."Raven begun to choke on the sand and his vision was beginning to become a blur. The sandstorms were starting to take a toll on him.
"I don't have much water left..I have to save the rest of my water for the trip back...but...perhaps a little sip.."Raven weakily pulled his satchel over his head took out his jug of water. His parched lips placed themselves around the lid and he took a sip...and another one...and another one. He couldn't stop. Soon enough the entire thing was empty.
"DAMN IT! I couldn't show resistance. Some Swordsman I am..."Raven pulled himself up and continue to move forward.
"Well...if this place doesn't exist...I'm dead."Raven paused for a moment. Death didn't really scare him. He saved the world countless times. Death was always tolling over him. So why was he scared now? What he feared wasn't death. He feared death in vain. A death for something inevitably futile.
"Huh?"Raven's head shot up admist the reflection. A light within the distance. Could it truly be? The saga talked that Sasaki Kojiruu lived in a shrine after he secluded himself from the world.
"I-Impossible...but I have no other choice."Using his last bit of strength Raven begun to pick his speed up. More. More. More. More...More. Although Raven was no magical man. He possessed speed. Speed was his greatest asset. No one living currently matches Raven's speed.
Suddenly the blur begin to disperse. Shrine grounds. He saw a shrine through the sandstorm. As he begun to finally reached it he jumped for it.
There was nothing. Did time slow at the final moments of Raven's life? It felt like eternity. He was merely floating within the void. His greatest fear manifested at this moment. The fear of dying in vain. Perhaps it was not only the fear of dying in vain. But the fear of dying a fool as well. Will the world know him as a man who chased a mythological figure.
A pity. But even if it was a pity. He smiled. He finally chased something he felt...worthwhile.
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..."It never occurred to me. In my thousands of years of living isolated. That someone would be capable of not only deciphering a code no human, nasod, or even god possesses the intellect to even piece together. Yet here I am. Standing. Towering above a figure...who manage to decipher Kojiro's Code."
Raven eyes shot up. He noticed a figure and instantly his reaction speed kicked in.
"Shockwave!" Raven used built up energy in his blade to unleash a torrent of strikes. The figure chuckled. Instead of dodging he merely blocked. All thousand of the bladestrikes.
Raven's pupil widen."Im...possible. How? Shockwave. My one of my only attacks that taps into my mana pool. But even then it isn't a spell. So there's no way to counter it unless...you possess the speed able to block every attack. Who are you?"
The man chuckled yet again. He sheathed his blade and naturally Raven did the same. It was part of a Swordsman's code.
"Hmmm...I go by many names...but I suppose the one everyone knows me by is Saski Kojiro. The Mythological Swordsman."