<h4>Chapter 217 217 Six Seasons Sword Dance (2)</h4>
Now he is wind, his stepsmand them.
He is nature, more than just a part of it, but less than a master that can rule over it.
-Swish. Swish.
His mind is one with everything present around him.
-Ooooooooooong!
The white, endless Workce changes into thend that had been present beneath him from the start of his dance, that was still going on just the same.
[< Worldline has detected possibility of something uniuqe. >]
[< Data is being collected from the Workce of ID: Lucifer… >]
The season of deathes to an haunt only after the nature realises its mistakes.
"Per-winter."
A unique time of calmness graces the elements of nature.
"Birth."
Life starts to return, atmosphere bes just right for the sustenance of life.
Thend that was damaged by the rain starts its healing journey.
His steps, that were now the will of nature, became harmonic once again.
Life blooms, some starts preparing for the next disaster, while some live off with a positive mindset.
Festivities fills the atmosphere, happiness that was once nowhere to be seen returns to thends.
"Destion."
Not that it continues to be that way.
Happiness is something subjective, something static.
If it is present in one ce, the destion is bound to be present in some other ce, in some smaller part of the nature, for some weaker elements of the nature.
-Swish!
At the end of the day, the fittest survives and their kind persist.
Life needs another life to sustain itself, especially in the time of peace, thews of nature be the most visible.
Strong prey on the weak, whatever wood is left is collected for the next disaster that is approaching. Work slows down, and, amids the festivals of one, doom of another bes visible.
-Swish!
And it gets stronger as the atmosphere gets colder and winds be lighter.
-Swish! Swish!
His steps starts to be faster, his swings lighter, his eyes closes once again, and the winds all around him starts to get colder.
-Swish! Swish! Swish!
Thends with dried, cut, broken trees are present around him, he is dancing in and that is a part of him, a part of nature that he has be.
He sees the world, the world of nature, the world that is present everywhere, and, through his eyes, nature sees the truth that is present everywhere on thisnd.
-Oooooooooooooooong!!!
"Rejuvenation."
Thend expands in his workce, and bes infinite like the white Workce used to be at the start of his dance.
The influence of nature gets stronger and with it, the winds be cooler.
A difficult time is approaching, the elements of nature senses that instinctively.
they quickens their speeds, prepares for what is toe, prepares their house, gathers their families, and, some starts their journey to go into aplete resting state.
The cold bes unbearable at one point, however, there is a joy in the atmosphere.
The survivors who went through all those catastrophes, were ready to face what was toe this time.
They knew the disaster woulde and they prepared for it, they did all they could at the very least, and, joy of having done so was unconditional.
And, their joy was reflected in the joyous expression of the dancing swordsman, the nature, thends, the winds, the water, the warmth, in the light itself and, also in the dark caves of hibernation.
"Winter."
Then winter approaches.
"Birth."
The colestest season, the harshest for those who continue their everyday lives on thend and in the air, and, the mostfortable for those who curl up in their small, perfect nkets.
Life starts to bloom everywhere in this season, marking the start of a new year, a new life, a new start, a new step, and a new form of sword.
Just like how his movements changes, the winds start changing. Just klike how he was steadily increasing his pace, the winds were getting increasingly colder with the passing time. Just like how his breathing was bing calmer, and calmer, the temperature started dropping.
And at one point…
Snow graced some of thends.
Skies got darker, swings around him got mixed with water and froze them as well.
The atmosphere became foggy, drops of water born from humidity on the remaining des of grass and leaves of remaining trees starts sparkling.
With the dropping temperatures, nights bes difficult for the elements of nature.
mes are created for warmth in some ce, for some other, the bodily warmth is shared through skinship.
"Destion."
He is nature, and he understands thew of nature. Nature is present through him, and it knows what has to happen, must happen regurdless of its will.
-Swish!
So, he must do it as well.
-Swish! Swish!
-Oooooooooong!
A blizzard for some, a snowstorm for the others.
High levels of snowfall, cold temperatures so cold it could freeze one to death,ck of resources and ways of transportation. Lonliness for those away from everyone, sadness who have no one, pain for the ones that are hurt or lost, and darkness for all those facing these disasters arraive as thest obstinacy of their cycle.
-Swish! Swish! Swish!
His movements intensifies exponentially all of a sudden and bes more violent than it ever was.
-Swish!!
His footsteps leaves behind a curtain of cold that covers all that is around him.
-Swish!! Swish!!
His sword creates desasterous blizzards that contains power great enough to freeze mes born in the deaths of hells.
-Swish!! Swish!! Swish!!
He doesn''t like it, he feels cold as well. His arms, his fingertips, his lips and tears all freeze in his own cold. However, he must do it.
-Swish!!!
He must finish what he has started. What is meant to happen naturally.
-Swish! Swish!!
Even if it hurts, even if it is undesairable, even if it is unbearable, he must do it. He must!
-Ooooooooooooooooong!!!
Do it…
-Swish! Swish!! Swish!!!
[< Wordline has found the possibility of something unique in the Worldline area #321CF! >]
[< Worldline overtakes the authoritivemands from <Voice of the World> of Worldline #321CF: 342111A. The core world administrating has been initiated! >]
[< All offsprings currently active in the area aremanded to aide in the administrative process at (Level-3)! >]
"Rejuvenation."
His steps slowed down again, and, his bloody feet left another bloody flootprint on this show covered whitend.
His ashen white hair were partially red, perhaps from the blood that stained them.
Blood covered his white clothing, painting them dirty crimson. And, frozen blood was present all over his frozen body.
[< Worldline has detected that the cause of the unique phenomena in the world and the happenings in the Workce of ID: Lucifer are connected! >]
He was tired, almost out of everyst bit of strength he could muster from the deepest part of his soul.
He was exhausted.
However…
[< Worldline has started Data Calction… >]
Just like how a snowstormes to an end and is followed by a new calm, or, how at the end of winter, new life starts blooming with the melting snow, he was being filled with a rejuvenating warmth born directly from thends, the winds, the sunlight, and the snow.
[< Worldline has detected possibility of a unique skill in the previous actions of the ID: Lucifer. It has been confirmed that the ID: Lucifer is a swordmaster. >]
[< It is confirmed that the ID: Lucifer possesses all the requirements for the actions to be judged as a [Sword Dance]. >]
[< It has been concluded that ID: Lucifer has seeded in creating a unique Sword Dance! >]
-Oooooooooooooong!
Snow melts and new season arrives.
Spring is followed by the harsh winter.
Life is followed by death.
Loss is followed by happiness.
[< Worldline will collect data for the creation of unique Sword Dance skill. ID: Lucifer will be transferred out of the Workce in ten seconds. Please prepare! >]
He fell to the ground right after he had finished hisst step, hisst circle, hisst sword movement, thest thing, which connected to the very first swing, step, and breath he had taken.
"Haaaa… I almost… haaa… died…"
He was panting however, there was smile on his face this time.
"But… I did it…"
A deep smile that he couldn''t control anymore.
"We did it…"
A happiness that he had earned himself.
"We did it."
Of course though, with the help of all his partners…