Sword Art Online Story Novels & Stories

We had to succeed. The clash of swords, the cries of the wounded, and the shouts of commands were heard all over the air. In the midst of this chaos, I faced Arit, the formidable warlord of the Rare breeds. She moved with a deadly grace, her every strike precise and powerful. I parried her blows, feeling the weight of each clash, shake through my body.

Realization dawned on James’ face. “By the way…” As if reminded of something, Waylon looked at James and asked, “Legend has it that the Primordial Sword comes along with the First Sword Art. Did you receive it too?” James shook his head, “No.” “What a shame.” Waylon said, “Legend has it that only King Quavon managed to cultivate the First Sword Art. Ever since then, it simply disappeared without a trace. Let’s hope that this unparalleled sword technique would one day emerge once more.”

I was really experiencing conflicting emotions, yet I was still looking forward to today. My Luna and I arrived at the summit of a mountain at my clan, and seeing her there made me incredibly pleased, even though I knew she would eventually become mine. I was walking towards her when I suddenly felt a piercing ache and realized that a sword had cut through me. We both looked at each other before I clung to the ground and cried, wondering " why was this happening?”

The very air quaked in every direction as Reiki converged upon them, while storm clouds gathered overhead and cracked with thunder! "World Burial Sword, Fifth Style—Star Slash!" At Caleb's cry, he swung his sword down at Oner! Whoosh! A sword flash over hundreds of feet long descended! Oner pursed his lips grimly as he glared at the sword flash—it was something not even he had seen before, and it was bearing down on him with the weight of a thousand avalanches, freezing him in place!