n after my flaming blade was extinguished, I was on the ground, legs crossed in a lotus position, meditating, recalling the sensation of the Martial Art.

Trying to recreate the experience of the energy flowing through my body.

A few days later, through great effort, I could perfectly perform the steps necessary for using Aura Flame Blade without assistance from my Talent.

Holding a sword with both of my hands, I initiated the Martial Art, I could feel energy coursing into my blade with fervor, sparks dancing across the cold steel, as wisps of fire bloomed, and a radiant flame came alive, shining with a golden light.

It would seem that I have enough warrior levels to utilize this Martial Art, I could bring the past to life. With Psychometry, the name I gave to my talent, I could train myself with the abilities of the weapons available to me. Achieving access to Martial Arts with my own power, through my Talent.

Though most of the weapons in the training room were never used, due to this my ability can't function. Not having ever been wielded before.

I've also discovered that I can't target myself with Psychometry, though I'm not sure it would have much use anyways.

I then looked over to the hundreds of instruments of war decorating the wall and thought to myself:

'I seem to have my work cut out for me, yet in the end this is just another step on the endless trek towards the summit of this world.'

Antilene has always been a … peculiar child, from the moment I helped bring her into the world, from the moment I aided Lady Faine give birth to the girl with eyes of white and black, I have noticed oddities.

As she was exposed to the air for the first time, she screamed unlike any infant I have ever witnessed, her wails were like ones of horror. For weeks, Antilene flailed and screamed every waking moment and was absolutely inconsolable, then one day, she became dead silent.

In a completely unnatural shift, she grew quiet.

As the years went by, Lady Faine refused to meet with her daughter, no matter how much I begged and pleaded. In the end, it forced my hand, making me name the child Antilene, in her stead, because I could not let her live nameless.

Then a few days after her fourth birthday, Antilene crossed paths with her mother during one of her meetings with the Cardinals, no words were exchanged between the two of them. Yet, a little while later Lady Faine demanded to train the half-elf girl.

For the next few years, Antilene was viciously beaten in the name of "training". Despite me pleading consistently, I have no power, and I could do nothing but tend to the girl.

Even still, never once have I seen or heard the child complain and on top of it all, Antilene relentlessly practices on her own.

No one had ever asked or suggested such a thing to her, yet this young girl constantly pushed herself to the brink for seemingly no reason. Once I had asked, and all she responded with was:

"There's something I have to do."

I stood in front of the six Cardinals with a backdrop of light shining through artful stained glass, coloring the cathedral in a myriad of hues. The glass depicts the glory of the six Great Gods, their mercy and their judgment, the demonstration of their prestige.

They stayed silent, staring at me for a few brief moments before one of them spoke up:

"You have been given the task of raising Faine's child and have performed admirably. She is now eight years old, and is demanding proper instruction, as well as a proper teacher. However, Faine has adamantly refused and doesn't want anyone interfering." It was Dialmun, the Cardinal of Wind who spoke up, as he stated the reason why they rejected Antilene's demand.

I was already aware of this information, having been given this piece of knowledge from the Cardinals themselves.

"We are indebted to Faine, it is due to our negligence that she was captured, so we will acquiesce to her wishes concerning her daughter. We also cannot afford to alienate her in the current state of affairs, with the war with elves and the instability of the surrounding nations." The Cardinal of Earth, Vralda, continued on with the dialogue, and she paused as if to collect her thoughts before saying:

"Nazaire, do you have anything to add, or to report concerning Antilene?"

I knew this question was coming, it always did.

"As usual, your Excellencies, she has worked herself to the bone, and outside of her sessions with Lady Faine, is at all times, whenever possible, training.

She has forced herself into an extraordinarily strict schedule, and has never once deviated from it for the last four years. Outside of certain visits of course. I am afraid that, mentally, she will one day fall apart.

So I implore you, please let her rest. Leave Lady Faine out of her life, or at the very least, reduce the time she has to spend with her." I knew the request would be rejected without a second thought before even speaking it, as it is each and every time.

But I have to try, I couldn't live with myself if I didn't give it my all. How could I, when a child who has only been on this planet for eight measly years, is forced to go through such agony?

The Cardinals shared a glance between each other.

"I'm afraid we cannot allow this to pass, for all the reasons stated. If that is all, you are dismissed." This time it was the Cardinal of Life, Herus who spoke up.

I bowed to them, before departing, heading towards Antilene and my living space, deep within the earth, hidden from all. Not having the chance to see the sun in her lifetime.

After a while, I arrived at her personal training, where I heard grunts of effort.

Antilene has always been a cold girl, only speaking when wanting something, always so distant and for someone so young to devolve into such a person, it is tragic beyond words.

In all my years of caring for her, I have never once seen her genuinely smile, and my heart breaks into a million shards for the fact that I couldn't provide the love and comfort to melt her frozen soul.

Even so, as I watch this young child swing her sword for the ten thousandth time today, through her quiet stoicism and behind her stonelike exterior, therein lies a passion that could outshine the Sun.

Hours later, after Antilene finished what seemed to be her final swing and set down her blade, she turned her eyes towards me and walked in my direction.

"Nazaire, I need to speak with Crais." Her demand was short and concise, as she swiped a hand through her monochrome hair, damp with sweat, a testament to her labor.

"Asking for additional teaching again? Your relentlessness truly knows no end. I'll see what I can do." I responded, seeing her desire for progress, a bizarre, incessant need for strength. Antilene nodded, and left without saying another word. Nowadays, her aloofness hardly affects me, having gotten used to it years ago.

I just knew that, simply, apart from herself, no one else exists within her world.

"So, when am I going to get real instructors?" The Cardinal of Fire barely had time to sit down before I questioned him, stunning him for a split second, probably due to my bluntness. I stared straight into his eyes, waiting for a response.

"Huh, you get more abrasive every time we meet." He responded with a slight smile, his beard and hair neatly groomed to perfection. Along with being a large muscular physical specimen that would intimidate most.

"Stop dodging the question."

"I guess I haven't been as clever as I thought." He isn't even trying to be subtle. Not showing any surprise that I called him out, evidently not attempting to hide the fact that he can't give me the answer I want.

"But it seems like you're in luck, because we've reached a collective decision to allow you to receive a more complete training regimen." Crais continues.

I became silent in bewilderment, astonished at the fact that my desire was finally answered.

"Why now, after all the times I've asked before? And don't act as if you weren't waiting for the opportunity to turn me into a weapon to replace my mother." I pointed out, it is quite strange after all.

"Well, you've seen through me, you sure are perceptive for someone so young." He remarks with a smirk, ignoring my question.

"Additionally you won't be seeing your mother for a while, Faine will be pretty busy for some time. Although, I'm sure you won't mind."

I sneered, dismissing what he said, it doesn't really matter to me if he disregards my inquisition. I quickly departed, the only thoughts in my mind being ways to get stronger.

It's been a few months since I discovered my Talent, and I have reverse engineered several Martial Arts, so I could use them at will. However there just aren't enough weapons that have a previous owner who was skilled.

Regardless, it's back to work.