I promised myself when I was powerful enough I would murder the entire Shi clan for letting such a fate befall my poor mother. From that moment on, I picked up the sword.
With one sword, I would kill all that lay in my path. With one sword I would avenge the death of my mother. With one sword I would destroy the Shi clan, whose name I bore.
"Who are you?" I heard a voice echo in the wind as I sat by my mother's grave.
"I am Shi Da! The One Sword of the Moon Dusk World!" I said as I picked up my old rusty sword.
I snuck out of the clan, not looking back. I knew if I stayed in the Shi clan, the only thing that awaited me was death. They paid me no notice. How was a mortal with no protection supposed to survive in the cruel Moon Dusk World?