That thing was too big to be called a sword.Too big, too thick, too heavy, and too rough, it was more like a large hunk of iron.

I will never draw my sword for another man again, or be dangled by another mans dream. From now on, I will fight my own battles. -Guts, Berserk

From where I stand...you're the same as that idol you worship. Completely hollow.

Beneath an unsinking black sun...through the boundless gloom...our journey continues.

Dreams. Win or lose...I'm sure you could spend your whole life chasing one.