Muramasa Blades Novels & Stories

The broadsword light suddenly appeared like a falling mountain or rolling stone. The momentum was astonishing. It transformed into a curtain of blades that slashed towards Yang Xiao. "Break!" Yang Xiao narrowed his eyes and punched at the saber curtain like a meteor. "Boom!" The saber curtains collapsed as soon as they came into contact. It dissipated into nothingness like a wisp of smoke. Hah! Wu Neng roared explosively and a swift and violent slash came slashing down. However, the machete was only a few inches away from Yang Xiao's head.

"They're special made, extremely lightweight blades meant for speed more than anything else. They're not going to pierce through any heavy armor, but if you know where to strike, they'll still do far better than any knife." I was honestly stunned for a moment as I just looked up at him. Since when did he give me things? Especially something like this. Was he feeling okay? "Thank you... I really appreciate it," I whispered, a little more than dumbfounded as I quickly glanced over the blades. They were nothing fancy, but he was right, they were extremely lightweight. Normally, I wouldn't even be able to lift a normal sword, but I could carry both of these no problem.

And Morgana was once again thankful to have her mates by her side, she couldn't imagine what the Alpha was going through right now. Takaokami held out both hands, and she watched in silence as an object began to appear, gasping softly as it slowly solidified. In her mate's hands were two blood-red katana, the blades looked lethal to touch and the Ito wraps(material around the handles) were made with a shimmery black leather that looked suspiciously like dragon scales. The saya (Sheath) that held the double katana rippled with white pearl-like designs, and as she peered closer Morgana realized those designs were actually her mate's scales embedded in the saya itself.

Reaching for his side, Ymir unsheathed another blade, and in the same instant the ones in his hands vanished. I backed away immediately after witnessing the change of blades. I didn't want to rush forward with an attack when I wasn't sure of what these new blades could do. It was safe to assume that each of them possessed unique abilities, someone like this couldn't possibly face the Lycan with ordinary blades. People like him were way too proud to even think of doing so. "These blades nullify healing of any sort, do not think you'll heal back after I cut you to pieces with these blades." He educated. It was a foolish thing to do, but I was pleased he had opened up.

His son Hamada is now the boss of the Yazuka. She explained that the blade is an extension of your body; it moves fluid like water. It can cut through anything and is the purest form of weaponry. To use a Katana is like a dance, graceful yet powerful. I remember what she says and how she moved and I do the same as I was shown.

The insignia of the great Merhen Empire is composed of three treasures which have been considered sacred, and guarded with jealous care from time immemorial. These are the i or the Mirror of Yata, the Jewel of Yasakami, and the Sword of Murakumo. Of these three treasures of the Empire, the sword of Murakumo, afterwards known as Kusanagi, or the grass-cleaving sword, is considered the most precious and most highly to be honored, for it is the symbol of strength to this nation of warriors and the talisman of invincibility for the Emperor, while he holds it sacred in the shrine of his ancestors.

He removed his sword from its sheath, raising it up; as he pointed to where the decapitated head lay. “A Suramite soldier leaped up suddenly amongst the dead men near the entrance door to the palace. Oh! You wonder how it happened, for I am still in shock. It is a miraculous thing. Look at this...” Tactically, he swiveled the luminous sword in his hand. The rays of the sun reflected on it and dazzled their sight. How had Murai become as powerful as to kill a soldier, Jonah thought, wondering how things could change in minutes.

Listen carefully! 1. Sakabato ( Rurouni Kenshin ) Sakabato aka the Reverse Eyes Sword is the last sword forged directly by the famous swordsman, Arai Shakku. Unlike the swords that he had created before, designed as tools to take life, Sakabato has a design that deviates from the existing standard. This sword has a sharp part located on the back of the sword so it would not be suitable to be called a killer sword. Instead, Sakabato was asked to be a sacred heirloom to honor the peace brought by the Meiji Era.

Resting on his hip was a single, long Nodachi a curved greatsword. "You bring the filth of the crust into the heavens, Anomalies," the Shogun’s voice resonated, smooth and perfectly synthesized, echoing off the invisible atmospheric dome above them. "You shattered the Marianas with brute force. You cracked my floorboards with reckless momentum. But you cannot outrun precision."

Pressing. The words settled into my bones, heavy as fate. My breath caught, shallow and uneven, as memory flooded in. I had seen sketches of this blade in old texts. Read fragments of its history in pages stained with fear and blood. The Moon Goddess’s sword. A weapon so powerful it erased borders, silenced cities, and left nothing behind not humans, not werewolves. Just ash and echoes. Malaki stepped forward. When he reached for the sword, he did it slowly, as though even touching it demanded respect. Stone scraped softly as he lifted it from the altar, the sound unnervingly loud in the quiet room. He turned and held it out to me.