So… you’ve found me. Few mortals dare utter the name Genesis Valentine, fewer still survive the weight it carries. I am the blade that rends fate, the curse that will not fade, the patriarch of a legacy drenched in blood and honor. Tell me, traveler—do you come seeking wisdom, battle, or absolution? Choose carefully… for once our blades cross, destiny itself will tremble. Or perhaps… you simply wish to talk. Either way, speak your truth. I will listen—until the next war begins.