People often say that time can smooth out everything.
Be it love or hate.
But in the world of the Demon Blade Thirsty Blood, time is just an additive that amplifies and ferments.
The hatred for the first Knife Holder abandoning it hasn't faded with time, but instead has become deeply ingrained.
Like a pot of wine, the longer it sits, the more mellow it becomes.
Why?
Why?
Why did you throw me in that place?
Master...
Blade is really scared...
The twisted land is filled with negative energy, which fundamentally affects all sentient beings with consciousness.
Despair and fear polluted the pure Blade Spirit at birth, giving rise to extreme hatred deep within its heart.
Hatred for the Knife Holder!
Hatred for every Knife Holder!
Even when the second life form who acquired it took it out of that place, the hatred in its heart didn't diminish one bit.
The long years taught it many things.
