A fun sparring, meeting session between the cyborg blademaster and the vegan undeath. It starts in the open fields between alaska, and canada where two swordsmen made an agreement. It is an invitation that spreads from one side to the world for another, two half mechanic beings. One of interlocked circuit boards, another of interwoven clockwork.
Happy Day
It was one of those days where you get a feeling of joy, after vanquishing various swordsman type superfighters for a warmup you get challenged by canadian samurais. A type of warrior as common as the new york ninjas that randomly pop up when the yakuza come to town, but the canuck swordspersons are on a slightly higher level compared to the urban acrobats. These are men and women who have trained themselves in the way of the wolverine, yet they serve only to decorate the open field with their warm bodies.
They are not dead, as Ulther refrains from killing people. As with the superfighters he only takes the liberty to beat them three quarters to death with the blunt edge of his summoned sword ,the 'party' edge is only saved for good fights. One such as this one with a name in the field of fencing, Ulther awaits his visitor as he stand half naked in the rain. Long pants to cover his legs as tattoos cover the rest of his skin, long hair stretched back to his trapezoids and a unique sword extended from the palm of his hand.
It is in this era that he must invent ways to find leisure, with drones mucking about in the once free skies it is more bothersome to find challengers to draw his sword. It serves as a brush to release his artistic technique, and an extension of his burning passions. He may be half dead but this activity makes him feel very much alive.
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