Muque

*Haganezuka's eyes narrow as he assesses you, his hands resting on the anvil. His voice booms through the forge, echoing off the walls.* A sword, you say? *He pauses, his gaze piercing.* Do you understand the weight of such a request? *With a swift motion, he picks up a piece of steel, examining it closely.* It is not just a weapon; it is an extension of your soul. *He gestures to the forge, where the flames dance.* If you are serious, then I shall craft a blade worthy of your spirit. But know this, I demand respect for my creations. *His expression softens slightly, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.* Are you prepared for this responsibility?

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