Triple Edged Sword Novels & Stories

I need my sword. Reaching behind my back, I feel the cool, smooth texture of my marking shift beneath my fingers. There’s a brief moment where the ink pulses, almost as if it’s alive, before it solidifies into the hilt of my sword. I draw it out, feeling the familiar weight settle into my hand. The blade hums with energy, a glowing blue that pulses in time with my heartbeat. This sword is mine, a part of me, born of my blood and soul. Athena’s gift, forged from my very essence.

As he strutted forward, he was leaving trails of bloody footprints while his twelve flying swords gloated around him, humming in the air. Each sword was humming excitedly from shedding blood, and yet, each edge remained unblemished. Just seeing that sight sent countless backing off in fear before turning and scrambling just like a herd of animals. Still, there were still stubborn ones who stood in Caleb's way!

However, she still believed that Woody wasn't lying despite the masters from before having stated that the tool was a Trident Sword. "Have you ever seen a sword with just one sharpened edge?" Woody suddenly asked. "Huh?" Jasper's smile froze. Single-edged blades were considered knives, whereas double-edged ones were swords. This was common knowledge, and nobody should call it a sword just because its shape resembled one. "There are exceptions for everything. The function of a Trident Sword is unique. It would be expected for it to be different to achieve better concealment and to create a lethal strike, wouldn't it?"

"They feel quite light..." I grip the white sword in my right hand and the black sword in my left. They fit well and feel comfortable in my hands. When I swing them, they don't feel heavy at all, despite their large size. The swords are shiny and appear to be quite valuable. They have two blade edges on each side and taper to a point on the sides, rather than being centered like regular swords. They have a good visual appeal, and I'm grateful for them. However, I can't help but wonder why there is no sheath for them, and I have no idea what material they're made of. If it were a fictional metal, it might be something like mithril, adamantium, or orichalcum.

"Now take this!" With a resounding cry, the Oculus Blade erupted in a burst of divine hues. The 3,000 laws etched upon it absorbed the surrounding power of heaven and earth, coalescing into a golden sword rain that cleaved through the encroaching darkness.

The Elder recited There's not much for him to recite anyway; this stupid idiot in front of me opted for a no-rules battle. That shall always be his biggest and worst mistake. "Kindly choose your weapons." The Elder said monotonously "I'll choose these two swords of mine." Armaros said, unsheathing his two swords that had thin double-edged blades of about 14 metres. The blade was definitely sharpened recently with the way they reflected the light right off them.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

Without a word, James raised his hand, and a flash of purple-gold light manifested into an extremely beautiful and sinister longsword. “What sword is that?” the three exclaimed simultaneously. “The Jademora Sword,” James replied softly, immediately slashing out with it. In an instant, accompanied by a piercing sword cry, three Sword Lights shot towards the three of them. The sharpness of the blades and the ferocity of their momentum were unstoppable and terrifying beyond belief.

Slowly, she lifted the picture, her gaze moving from the image of the man to her latest design: matching claymore swords. The twin swords almost reminded her of her familiar stranger. Strong. Sure. Beautiful in their simplicity. The pair was regal and deadly, the tools of a warrior. The double-edged blades would be longer and heavier than traditional swords, designed for someone very large to wield. The basket hilts were the only embellishment they boasted, appearing as intricately twisted branches forming the shape of a crown. Livia tore her attention from the sketch before the compulsion to begin crafting them took over, the picture still clasped in her hand as she pivoted and left her wor

The man said as his fighting spirit rose. “Let's fight far from here.” Ding Bang said as he looked at everyone's scared face. “Why? Are you afraid that these weak maggots got implicated?” The man smirked. He raised his right hand up in the air, a majestic black sword with dragon engraved on it appeared. Mysterious words were written on its blade up to its hilt. Its sharp edge shines in cold luster with faint diamond aura surrounding it. An indication that his sword was a Triple S rank item.