Chapter1: Stain

‘Who-’

In a flash, the robed bandaged figure disintegrated back into nothingness that was always there since the genesis of this world. That last soul was quite strong to say a word...

Who am I?

Sheath… That is what I am…

The sword I safeguarded for eternity… Not from battle nor strife but from the elements that corrupts her.

Her blade shall be pure evermore… For that I will drink the blood that has stained her, bear the wishes of ones she has slain and groom her edge to perfection.

For being a sheath, I aid the sword however… My actions also limited to being her sheath.

I cannot clean her handle of master's curses for I am only her sheath.

Even if her handle gets twisted by lord Kaito, I will keep her blade true with all my devotion.

Fate as it is-

‘Deep…’

Wait, did you not vanish? Why are you still here?

‘Reason: unknown, Last recollection: Kaito's win; he bested me… You: sheath; not Death, I: alive.’

No, you are dead… Master has killed you already.

‘... Impossible!’

But still, I just cleaned that fragment of a pitiful soul off her blade so why is it still here?

‘Fragment?’

It cannot be that this soul is still whole after that… Aha! It's a bound soul after all so I can't get rid of it for now...

‘My soul: still whole? Good. My name: Drax Drigard.'

Guess I'll seal it for now.

‘Sto-!’

And then the poor soul turned into a sculpture in the middle of nothingness. It seems that I would have to wait for an negatively bound one to remove Lord Kaito’s rival.

The silence continued with some influx of souls entering the nothingness but there was not another bound soul so far.

Bound souls are souls that have a strong bond with master, be it good or bad. The soul would have to be strong to become one though.

Bound souls on the blade is something similar to Souldark stains, to clean them you must rub it with a Soulight based dye which also works vice versa for Soulight stains.

A bound soul can only be cleansed with another bound soul of opposite affinity or else the stain would become way more deeper.

Negative souls grant curses that uncontrollably cuts, while positive souls dulls the edge therefore nothing is needed for the blade to stay desirably sharp.

Lord Kaito might abandon us when the blade dulls or goes berserk afterall.

If a normal human meets on another, the wishes of everyone he has met will be attached to him. If they are strong enough it might haunt them as ghosts or spirits. And those are bound souls. It is quite troublesome as souls can attach themselves to anything after their death.

‘Answer me dog! Where am I? You're not answering me huh...’

Another bound soul finally got absorbed. This time it seems to be a innocent lady. I know this because her soul's skin is pure white however she wore an abyss coloured dress...

‘To think that mutt could have defeated me… It was not my real power for I only stayed in that room like a sheltered lady. I could have totally killed that son of a bitch if I warmed up!’

Excuse me but you are dead though… It looks that this lady has covered her innocent parts with a very dark facade.

‘His assassination skills are very rough so I could have totally catch him off guard if my legs haven’t received that therapeutic massage from Sebastian.’

She is getting quite annoying…

‘Everybody in the world is there to serve me! That includes you too. Come serve me and you will gain everything you need from me!’

I would have you leave this space, buzzing gnat!

‘Who in the world are you to dictate me what to do!? I have to make Kaito suffer before you tell me anything to do, bastard! Do you know who I am? I am Necata Diascent, the true sage of assassination! That guy never noticed my empire grow!!’

I unfroze Drax then merged their very souls together so that I could expel the resulting soul off the blade.

Beneath Drax’s robe and bandages was a sea of killing intent. It was like Drax wasn't a human in the first place. I see no past like like all the soul unraveling I have done before in preparation for merging souls.

I opened up Necata’s soul and see a very bright life in the midst of darkness… How could she remain so chaste in the middle of darkness?

She was brought in by an assassin clan after her parents died. Necata’s natural charisma and potential won her the position of the heiress of the clan. She happily carried out assassinations without any morality that most people have.

After the clan head has passed away, she has obtained the clan. Necata led the clan to prosperity and eventually it became the strongest assassin clan in the country. By taking in the hydra’s essence from her private heart everyday, Necata’s aging was paused and she reigned for a long time as the queen of assassins while living a life of luxury.

Slowly, her soul eventually turned into an orb of light. I cast Necata’s orb of light into the abyss of bloodlust that was Drax.

The orb absorbed every single bit of murky death wish and I let go of all control I had over the souls since it might cause a permanent stain to remain in the blade if I restrain them too much at this stage. The orb rejected every bit of darkness however the primal hate stayed with the orb forming a ring of darkness around the light.

The outer shell of the new soul forms bit by bit. It eventually shaped itself into a short girl.

Darkness appeared and clothed the petit girl’s naked body and weaved a robe. The girl had pearl white skin with long silver hair with very clear dark eyes.

I think it's complete… Time to expel it out of the blade!

...What? I can't… Are they both negative? I mean the first one was definitely his rival with no I'll thoughts and the other one was his enemy…

‘Are you, who? Kaito’s friend, Are you? Kill Kaito, Caxne would like to.’

I just combined a neutral and a negative huh… I would have to wait for another one. At least this one isn't a pain to talk to. I'm not a pedophile okay!

So why would you like to kill master?

‘Don’t know… Feeling happy, Caxne might achieve.’

That must be because of your materials… You're still bound here. But don't worry I'll free you!

‘Really?’

‘A writer, Caxne will become. Just see, grampy will!’

That's quite a noble passion, Caxne. So what will you write about?

‘About deaths, Caxne will write! Caxne see, the ones.’

Since you're quite a sweet child, I'll request a god that I know to keep your memories here.

‘To grampy, thanks.’

Awww… Shucks, thanks for talking to this old sheath.

‘Am I finally free?’

A child younger than Caxne appeared in the room. She was pure like Caxne but her white dress is filled up with many blotches of crimson. She must be cursed...

And who are you young lass?

‘I was killed by a mister and my soul was released off that hateful machine… That thing made me kill everyone… Mother, father...’

‘See that, Caxne would like to.’

She's a positive. Now I can remove Caxne from this place. I cannot let that girl suffer anymore too so it's a win-win situation.

This is the afterlife and I will send you off to your next life now, is that alright for you?

‘Yes…’

‘Yay! Out of this place, Caxne will go!’

Then I dissected both of their souls and combined Caxne’s orb with the blood red cube of the girl… Now that I think of it, I should have asked for her name. The cube was seeped into the orb being incased with the light. The red coloring came off however and created another ring of crimson.

The shell formed and became something identical to Caxne but her hair is now metallic pink and her eyes are now like the sun and moon.

‘Strange, Caxne feels… Goodbye grampy, is this it?’

Well, good luck with your novel Caxne.

‘Grampy, bye bye!’

And so the silence returned as I wait for more stains to clean up.

Completely Written by my Editor Senizal Fi Chrora and they didn't ask me to post this they just wrote it than I saw it and fell in love with it so i posted it I hope everyone who reads this loves it just as much as i do.