The rust continued to wither away from the blade as Taf looked on. During this time, he saw images of its past battles as though the blade was reminiscing. Many geniuses of varying stature had held its handle. Some had appearances of humans, but others had peculiarities he had never seen before. From blues skin tones to beings with elements as their head. It was quite the experience for him.
I'm working on a proposal so once again sorry for the lack of chapters. It's due by the tenth of next month so if my updates get worse during that time, once again my apologies.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!