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`` Do you know the legend of the sword gods? Of how they came to be?'' 
 
 The warrior turned to her son who stood behind her. The two of them stood on the very edge of the ridge, a dangerous place to most. But barely worth considering for the two of them. 
 
 Korvin shook his head in answer. It seemed he was in for a story. Father was usually the storyteller, but he had teleported ahead, and was already down in the valley they overlooked. 
 
 `` When the first gods created this universe, with all the worlds it contains'' She began `` They fucked things right up. What's with that look boy? Did you think just because they were the first that they were infallible? Nope. The worlds they created had great, gaping holes in them, leading out into the great void. Make no mistake, we live in a giant bubble, floating aside other bubbles in a universe of endless nothingness.'' 
 
 Korvin was starting to remember why his father was the storyteller, but he remained silent and dutifully listened as his mother continued to speak, her eyes to the valley. 
 
 `` Anyway, the worlds were leaking, and... things were starting to come inside. Things made of nothingness. But you know all about them, the deathlords the sword gods and all the saints and paladins under them fight. As usle...'' 
 
 She cut herself off and disappeared before Korvin's eyes. Korvin was considered in some places to have the fighting strength to challenge any army, but his mother could still move faster than his eyes could even follow. An instant later, the air behind them warped and twisted before a tall man wearing a simple robe with a sky blue sash around his waist stepped out of nothingness onto the plateau. Korvin's mother relaxed instantly from where she had moved behind the point of teleportation. 
 
 `` Oh, hello dear, how did it go?'' 
 
 The man placed an arm around his wife with a careless gesture that told nothing of the many, many years they had been together. 
 
 `` He's adamant that he has the edge'' He explained `` Apparently it's going to be the prize for this year's tournament. He would n't tell me what it looked like or even if he had confirmed what it could do... not that there would have been many opportunities for that. It looks like we are going to have to enter this year. 
 
 He frowned in consternation. 
 
 `` Even if it's only a rumor, Lartin is biting off more than he can chew with this one. The people who are going to show up... This is not going to be any ordinary contest. But do n't let me interrupt you, you were just getting the the part about the sliver lady right?'' 
 
 Korvin did n't even bother to wonder how his father knew what they had been talking about, one of the benefits to being a six century old wizard. 
 
 `` Yes, well'' She turned back to Korvin. `` Wherever the first gods have messed up, the silver lady has always been there to rectify things. Do n't even ask where she came from because that's a true mystery. Anyway, the sliver lady could push the deathlords back into the void, or simply erase their anti life energy with her own with childish ease, but she could n't be everywhere at once. Gradually, the newly forged worlds were being overrun.'' 
 
 As always, she was still when she talked, well ingrained into the habit of making no unnecessary movements. 
 
 `` So she decided to split a part of herself off, and use it to make guardians who would represent her, fighting back the dreadlords. According to legend, she sacrificed her left arm, using the godly flesh to create the 12 sword gods who we know today.'' 
 
 Oh, Korvin knew of the sword gods. Everyone did. The beings who could level mountains with casual gestures and traverse impossible distances with a single step. Despite their power, only four remained today, the price for sealing up all of the fissures to the void. 
 
 Well, all but one. 
 
 `` But'' 
 
 His mother continued. 
 
 `` There was a problem with that. You see, whatever the silver lady is, it is something primordial. Something that was here when the universe was created. She is a universal constant, like gravity or energy. She can not simply change like that, it would undermine the foundation of reality itself. So she had to get creative.'' 
 
 She turned to look Korvin directly in the eyes, it seemed like she was determined for him to take what she was saying seriously. 
 
 `` Legend says, that she made a blade. No one knows what kind. Most claim it must obviously be a sword, it was used to create the sword gods after all. Other say it must have been something more specialised for its purpose. A curved dagger or even a giant pair of scissors. The only point of consensus is that it was an edged instrument, and so that is what it is known as, the edge. This edge was special. In order to mutilate herself for her creation, she imbued it with the power to reshape reality, to cut that which is impossible to cut. Some have said that after she was done with it, she left it here, for mortals like you to find. The one thing that can kill a celestial.'' 
 
 Everything made sense now. The reason why his parents would leave their home of hundreds of years to come to this place. If someone had found the one weapon that could actually hurt them... 
 
 `` Then'' Korvin spoke for the first time, `` I suppose we have work to do.'' 
 
 A predatory grin lit his face. He looked down to the monolithic structure that squatted inside the giant valley, home to the great tournament that occurred only once every five years. 
 
 If this rumour was truly widespread, then they were not the only powerful individuals who would be attending this year. 
 
 They set off by simply stepping out over the air, flying over the valley without even sparing the two kilometer drop below them a glance. Already he could sense the gathering of power at the hub. A nexus of energies so powerful it was enough to even make him nervous. If there were mortal warriors who could challenge him on even ground, he would certainly find them here. 
 
 The stage was set, the players had arrived. 
 
 The great tournament was about to begin.
