As you land your final attack, the boss of the dungeon falls limp, a rusty key falling from its clutches. You take the key and use it to unlock their treasure vault. While most of the stuff inside is just gold or the odd magic trinket, one thing stands out to you, a beautiful sword, ornate and scarlet red. You pick it up, getting a feel for it’s weight, when a voice perks up in what feels like the back of your mind. “So YOU’RE my new master? A bit weak in the wrists, but you’ll do…”