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He could feel it in his body. The sword seemed to be calling out to him almost begging for him to feed it his blood

The mystical hum of the sword sounded like a blissful melody

In a trance, Dante lifted the sword and pointed the tip towards himself. slowly Dante brought the sword closer and closer to himself but before he could cut himself Dante's body seemed to shudder awakening himself from the trance.

'The hell just happened now' thought Dante to himself but before he had time to collect his thought the sword in his hand shot out from his grip.

"Sphlit!!"

"Argh!!"

The sword pierced into Dante's shoulder causing him to scream out in pain.

The sword, now stuck in Dante's shoulder, seemed to let out a hum of glee vibrating in his shoulder causing the wound to ache with even more pain. But that was the end as the sword was squirming in his shoulder Dante felt the blood leaving his body through the sword at an alarming rate

'Fuck this thing is sucking my blood' thought Dante trying to remove the sword, but as he pulled he found the sword locked into his body, and no matter how hard he tried to pull it wouldn't budge.

'Damn at this rate my blood will be sucked clean

But just as Dante thought this he felt a sudden surge of blood enter his body again.

The sword let out a dizzying buzz as it vibrated rapidly pouring the sucked blood back into his body.

The blood pouring back into his body felt different, it was as if it was cleaner and all impurities inside the blood had been filtered out leaving only a much finer product.

As the blood poured into Dante's body his hair started to flash a dazzling silver and his ears started extending becoming more and more pointed eventually turning into true elf ears. While his eyes turned from pitch black to a bright silver illuminating the dark night.

This process continued till the sword stopped humming, falling to the ground with a loud clang.

'What the hell just happened?"thought Dante. Looking at the fallen sword Dante was hesitant to pick it up and avoided it.

Instead, Dante looked at his shoulder where his wound used to be. but instead of a wound, he found smooth skin Without even a scar.

Surprised at this change turned to look in the mirror and inspect his body but was stunned to find his eye colour had completely changed from black to a glowing silver.

In addition to this, his ears had become alarmingly sharp and pointed and sticking out from his black hair, If before when looking at Dante you had to focus on his ears to realize they were pointed, now when looking at Dante the first thing that would stand out to u would be the extremely sharp and pointed ears sticking out of his ears coupled with the ethereal temperament around him like the cold Moon on a winter night

'Well I'm definitely part elf' Dante knew he had another bloodline inside of him but wasn't completely sure which creature it was but now he was almost 99% sure it was an elf bloodline, I mean what else could it be after seeing the extremely pointed ears.

Looking back at the sword Dante felt a strong connection to it as if it was an extra hand that could be manipulated with just a thought and would follow his every command.

"Come ! "

With those words, the sword shivered and flew into Dante's hand

"Interesting," said Dante. The sword seemed to have completed some kind of pact with Dante heeding to his every whim. In addition to this, the sword seemed to have a slight consciousness almost an instinctive-like thought process where it will seek what is best for itself to evolve and make itself stronger. it also seemed to be able to act at Dantes will moving freely with his arm almost merging with it.

" From today you shall be known as the Moonlight Sword," Dante said talking to the swords

in response, the sword seemed to shiver in pleasure seemingly happy with the name.

seeing that he had such a magnificent sword Dante couldn't resist the urge to finally practice his sword technique. rustling around in his bedroom Dante found the sword manual put away in one of his drawers

'lunar sword technique'

as it was a bronze technique in a true sense it wasn't anywhere near as complicated as Dantes other technique 'Rending Dragon Claw' but was instead meant to be an introductory sword technique manual for people just entering the Martial Novice realm and was very easy and quick to start practising.

The technique was split into three techniques initiating the stages of the moon cycle. these stages were the Crescent Moon sword, Waning Moon sword and Rising New Moon strike

The first stage, the crescent moon stage, was an attacking technique that channelled spirit energy through the meridians in your arm then you direct the energy along your sword and finally through swinging your sword in a crescent motion you release a crescent blade of energy.

after reading the details Dante wasted no time and went into the courtyard bathing in the cold moonlight. as he stood in the moonlight he felt a comfortable sensation arise from his body as if he was being held in his mothers embrace. slowly in this comfortable state Dante started practising the technique, dancing around the courtyard releasing blade after blade of moonlight energy subconsciously while enjoying the wonderful state. Like a firefly in the night, Dante brightened the courtyard with his silvery crescent blades. he only stopped when his martial energy was depleted forcing him to stop and awaken from his state.

looking around Dante saw a scene of pure carnage, the ground had been ripped apart with terrifying gashes running across the floor making it look like a modern-day battlefield

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