I don't like this. I have found a new talent. Making riddles, which I can tell my friends and enemies for advice or a path to the light.
But it came for a price. The Sword has been abandoned. Now it's looking for a new master. If the swordsman has found a new sword, replaces the old one, and uses the new one to battle, then the old sword will find a new master and fulfill his new master's wishes.
I just don't like getting my master trouble because of me, and my disconnection to my master has been so great, I feel that my master no longer cares for me. She has found a new sword. Much richer and much powerful than me.
To be honest, I'm happy for her, seeing my master has found a new sword, she will no longer have troubles from me, and I, unfortunately, will be a wandering,master less, swordsman. (in short, I've became a rounin)
Master, if you are reading this, please, tell me if you still care for your sword.For the sword still cares for the master. Else the sword will search for another master.
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