ENTERED IN THE SECT

"After our celebration and a day of rest, we must make a crucial decision - choosing the sect we want to join. We each received a document with five symbols, representing the different cults. We must drip our blood on the symbol of our preferred sect. I've always been drawn to the Heavy Sword Sect, mesmerized by the power and protection that comes with mastering the heavy sword. This majestic weapon stands out for its impressive size, strength, and unyielding durability. Its weight is a testament to its unyielding power, capable of delivering crushing blows that can shatter steel and crush stone. The heavy sword is the only weapon that can safeguard everything, and I'm determined to wield it with precision and honor its legacy. Mastering the heavy sword requires unwavering dedication, unrelenting discipline, and unbridled passion. It's the most challenging weapon to master, but its superiority is unmatched. Only the long spear comes close, but even that can't surpass the heavy sword's prowess. I'm eager to dedicate myself to the Heavy Sword Sect and unlock the secrets of this mighty weapon, learning the ancient techniques and strategies that have made it a legendary force on the battlefield."

As I dripped my blood onto the symbol of the Heavy Sword Sect, the paper began to glow, signifying my allegiance. I handed it to the middleman, who collected similar papers from the others. Another elderly man stood nearby, holding a vast stack of documents, his eyes gleaming with a knowing intensity.

Eshu and Prapti approached me, their eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Little Sister (Prapti): "Me! Which sect did you join? You're being so secretive! Tell us, tell us!"

Me: "Hehe, sorry Prapti! I joined the Heavy Sword Sect. I want to master the heavy sword and become a powerful warrior to protect you both!"

Little Brother (Eshu): "Whoa, really?! I thought you'd join the Magic Sect like me! We could've learned magic together!"

Me: "Nah, I want to try something different. But don't worry, I'll still learn some magic tricks from you two! And I'll teach you some sword moves too when I visit!"

Little Sister (Prapti): "Ooh, cool! I want to learn sword fighting too! But I'm joining the Magic Sect like Eshu! We'll be magic twins!"

Little Brother (Eshu): "Yeah! We'll be the magic duo! But we'll miss you, Me. Promise to stay in touch and visit soon! And don't forget to bring us some cool swords and magic tricks!"

Me: "Of course, I promise! I'll bring you both a cool sword and some magic tricks when I come back! And I expect to see some amazing magic from you two! Maybe we can even have a friendly magic vs sword fight!"

Little Sister (Prapti): "Yay! That sounds like so much fun! We'll practice our magic and you practice your sword skills!"

Little Brother (Eshu): "Yeah! And we'll have the best battles ever! But for now, we'll miss you, Me. Be safe and come back soon!"

Before we could continue our conversation, the old man's voice boomed, "I will teleport you all to your respective sects. Prepare yourselves!"

I opened my mouth to wish my friends good luck and bid them farewell, but before I could utter a word, I felt a strange sensation wash over me. The world around me blurred, and I vanished into thin air, leaving my friends behind.

As I materialized in the Heavy Sword Sect's courtyard, I felt a sense of excitement mixed with a hint of longing. I knew that my journey was about to begin, and I was ready to embrace it, but I couldn't help but miss my friends already.

And then I see around me there were only 20 people

And the only whom I know some what are RAJ AND ARPITA

As our eyes met, we shared a moment of understanding and gratitude. We nodded at each other, acknowledging the unspoken bond between us. Just then, a group of teachers approached us, their footsteps echoing through the courtyard. Among them was Saraswati, her eyes gleaming with a strict yet polite intensity.

"Aysha and Arpita, please follow me," she said, her voice firm but courteous. We obeyed, our footsteps echoing behind hers as she led us to a secluded training grounds.

As we walked, the silence between us was palpable, but not uncomfortable. It was as if we were all preparing ourselves for the journey ahead, aware that Saraswati's strictness would push us to our limits.

Finally, Saraswati stopped and turned to us, her eyes scrutinizing ours. "Why do you want to learn heavy swordsmanship, Aysha? Arpita?" she asked, her voice firm but polite.

I took a deep breath, my determination evident in my voice. " In short To protect my family with absolute protection and attacking power of heavy sword ."

Arpita spoke up, her eyes gleaming with ambition. "To become the strongest and and most feared warrior to be evil that whenever they say heavy sword they remember me and fear can be seen in their eye."

Saraswati's expression remained stern, yet her eyes hinted at a glimmer of approval. "I expect nothing but dedication and hard work from my students. You will learn new sword fighting techniques and sword fighting basics, but I will not tolerate any slacking.

Saraswati's eyes gleamed with intensity. "The Heavy Sword is not just any weapon, Aysha and Arpita. It is the most elite and revered weapon in the universe, feared and respected by all. Our swords are not just weapons, but extensions of ourselves, channels for our inner strength and willpower. And among all the swords, the Heavy Sword is the strongest, the most legendary, the most coveted."

She paused, her gaze piercing through us. "The Heavy Sword is not just a weapon, it's a symbol of power, of strength, of unwavering dedication. It's a sword that demands everything from its wielder, and in return, offers unparalleled might. It's said that a true master of the Heavy Sword can vanquish any foe, shatter any defense, and reshape the very fabric of reality."

Her voice rose, her passion evident. "And that, Aysha and Arpita, is what I will teach you. The art of wielding the Heavy Sword, of harnessing its power, of becoming one with it. But be warned, the path ahead will be grueling, the challenges formidable. Only those who are willing to sacrifice everything, to push themselves to the limits of human endurance, will succeed."

With that, she unsheathed her sword, its blade glinting in the sunlight. And with a precise gesture, she began to demonstrate her sword technique

Here's an elaborated version:

"I thought I knew the basics of swordsmanship, but facing Saraswati Mam is a entirely different story. Her skill is so superior that every time she swings her sword, it feels like she's cutting through a mountain. Her defense is impenetrable, and even touching her seems like an impossible feat.

"Saraswati Mam handed both me and Arpita a heavy sword each, her eyes gleaming with intensity. 'Here are your weapons,' she said. 'Now, I'll give you a choice. If you both can touch me with your swords, you'll be promoted to

Core students. But, if one of you can take the sword from my hand, you'll be selected as an elite student.'

"We was given only two hours a day to practice, and from tomorrow, we will be joined by 8 other students. Saraswati Mam's instructions were clear: 'Start attacking them with all your strength.'

"So, I, Arpita, charged forward with a fierce battle cry, my swords flashing in the sunlight. I attacked with every ounce of strength I possessed, determined to prove myself and improve myself to protect my friend family and all people I want to protect