This massive blade was carried by a once-noble knight who fell into despair after losing his entire battalion in a forgotten war. Refusing to die, he wandered the boundary between worlds, hunting the souls of the fallen to keep himself alive. Each spirit he claimed etched a new dark vein along the sword’s metal, until the weapon pulsed with an eerie, restless hunger. Though the knight eventually vanished, his claymore continues to whisper the names of the dead to anyone who dares lift it.