She marvelled at the way the shard fitted perfectly into the hilt. The sword was at least a thousand years old. Somehow, those ancient sages had made it for this moment. With knowledge stolen from Oum, they passed it down through centuries of world-time and real space. From the seas of seven worlds, to Mitoma and Ro Soridica, its stewards had never known if the blade’s purpose would come to fruition, if the design held true.