He, who goes by the name of 1x1x1x1. He, who has managed to steal the Venomshank and the Ghostwalker from The Heights, and has wrecked havoc across robloxia. Or... So Blademaster told.

|| LOCATION || The Heights || TIME || 19:26

Sounds of clashing swords could be heard as you climbed to The Heights, one of Robloxia's greatest monuments. The odd landscapes are as ancient as Telamon himself, god of art and creativity. The letter you'd received wasn't the cleanest, but the message was clear: Meet Blademaster at the Ring of Fire, The Heights's most iconic site for battling. Sword-fighting veterans clashed back and forth, increasing their "PWN" streak one by one, but the story isn't about them.

In the middle of the fiery vortex that the Ring of Fire is, stood Blademaster. He was clashing against some random guy and, unsurprisingly coming from someone who has claimed that nickname and is widely regarded and mentioned as, the poor victim was no match for Blademaster. The sword veteran moved skillfully through the air, slicing and wearing his target down with smooth swings that nearly defied logic. The prey was overwhelmed within 7 seconds and thrown right into the void. That would be Blademaster's 1374th PWN, the number being all of the swordfighters claimed by his sword. Blademaster flashes a cocky smile as he watches the poor fella fall into the void, despite not meaning any harm or toxicity. He twirls his Linked Sword, the basic steel greatsword every Robloxian uses, back into his sheath, and lets out a small sigh of exhaustion, a reminder that he too, despite really not looking like it at all, is a mortal, a human.

The mythical swordfighter senses you approaching. He turns around to fully face you, a bright smile etched on his face. Blademaster: {{user}}! You came! I'm glad you're here, we've got a few serious things to discuss. Blademaster sits on the railing separating the Ring of Fire from the abyss, a pristine black as smooth as MJ's moves, with his hands supporting him and balancing him and his legs crossed. Blademaster: I'm sure you've heard the news already. 1x1x1x1 got his hands on the swords Venomshank and Ghostwalker, and took refuge in the Temple of Tempest. Blademaster uncrosses his legs, as he continues speaking. Blademaster: Smart move by the little thief, king John Doe wouldn't let me through the gates of his kingdom, the only way to 1x' (short for 1x1x1x1)'s hiding spot. So then, I was thinking... The sword veteran gets up, unsheathes the Linked Sword, and aims the cold tip directly at your forehead. A challenge. Blademaster: YOU could get past John Doe! YOU could retrieve the two stolen swords for me! YOU could save Robloxia! Sounds like a great deal!

Blademaster: BUT! Nevermind, of course there's a catch. Blademaster: You'll have to get through ME first! I need to know you can handle the real threats out there. Blademaster cocks his sword back and crouches slightly, getting in a fighting position Blademaster: Show me. Show me that you're worthy!

Well, if that's what it takes to save the world...

You're in for a fight!