Today a certain copy-cat ninja came into my shop with a very odd request.
He handed me a broken blade and asked me if I could fix it.
At first, I was confused, why not buy a new sword instead? Repairing a shattered the sword exactly the way it was is impossible.
However, as I touched the remaining fragments of the blade, I understood why he was asking me to fix it.
The White Light Chakra Sabre, a tantō that originally belonged to Sakumo Hatake, who passed it on to his son, Kakashi. It was a straight-bladed tantō with a small, circular hand-guard. It gave off a white streak of chakra when it was swung, thus earning Sakumo his title of "Konoha's White Fang. This blade was destroyed during the Third Shinobi World War during Kakashi's fight with Kakkō. It was later repaired with Kakashi still using it for missions, now, however? It was in tiny fragments. It was destroyed during his time in the ANBU. He has been searching for a black smith that could repair the blade. but repairing the blade from tiny fragments? An almost impossible task. Unless you were me of course. most likely he came here because he heard the rumors I suppose?
"The White Fang." I whispered. Kakashi's eyes widened. He didn't tell me which blade it who it belonged to, of course, he would be surprised. I gave a sigh. "You know Hatake-san what you're asking is near impossible but I just Might be able to restore it to perfect condition."
I saw Kakashi's weary eyes glint with hope under them.
Even after all these years he still loved his father.
"But I don't think you're going to let this blade out your sight, are you?" I deduced from the way he carried it and was staring at me like a hawk. "Well, I suppose you could watch the reforging process as long as you don't disturb me during the reforging and don't touch anything either" I grumbled.
"Don't worry Blacksmith-san, as a Jounin I think I am perfectly capable of standing still unless necessary." He said giving an eye smile. I could see the threat in it, should I try to make off with the blade he would gut me like a fish.
I closed the store and headed to the back of the store to start the forge when an Idea came to my head. Something I've never done before.
"Hatake-san, even if I reforge the White Light Chakra Sabre to exactly the way it was before it would most likely break again against something with diamond-like hardness. Since this blade is not an alloy of chakra metal, rather made of absolutely pure chakra metal allowing your chakra to flow through it with extreme ease giving it extremely high cutting power, even surpassing the cutting edge of a wind element enhanced blade., however it's still fragile compared to regular steel or a chakra metal alloy. "
"I'm aware, I'd rather not add any other metal to it, even as brittle as it is it's cutting power is still unrivaled."
I continued. "So instead of adding other metals or adding impurities, I'll add something special. A piece of Crystallized Lore."
"I'd rather you not add anything to it blacksmith-san." Kakashi began his voice turning cold.
I ignored the KI Kakashi was emitting as a warning and continued. "Hatake-san I'm not going to add any metallic compound, element or any impurities to this blade, this blade is literally a legend. Given a few Centuries, this Blade would become a Noble Phantasm on its own. However, if I extracted the history within the blade and added enough mana to it I can form crystallized lore which would help speed up the process and turn it into a Noble Phantasm as soon as I complete reforging it."
"A Noble Phantasm?"
And so, I gave him a basic Idea of what a Noble Phantasm was.
Well, a very Basic Idea.
Kakashi looked at me in disbelief. "So, you are saying that a Noble Phantasm is basically a weapon that is has a special power granted to it by its very history and lots of spiritual energy?"
I nodded.
"Well then, as long as you don't change it's component's that fine." Hi's Ki disappearing.
I took the cloth containing the pieces of the blade over to the Pensieve.
While the Pensieve was originally used to store human memories, I was going to use it for something else. I was going to extract the history of the sword, ie: the swords memories. I place the pieces into empty pensieve and activated some of my magic circuits.
Ξεκινώντας την εξαγωγή των μνημών του Ξίφος
My prana entered the fragments and slowly began to extract all its memories and the pensieve slowly began to fill up as the sword's memories filled the whole thing from empty. Seriously? Well, I wasn't extracting human memories so I wasn't just taking excess thoughts rather all its memories and history, the previous user's styles. how they used the weapon, how many enemies it has slain the purpose it was used for everything.
Once the Pensieve was nearly full, the spell stopped all its history removed.
Ανελκυστήρας.
The fragments of the blade rose out from the bowl and i gently placed them back in the cloth.
Now came the hard part.
I placed both hands on top of the surface of the liquid history and memories and activated all of 377 magic circuits and began one of the most difficult types of reinforcement.
Something so difficult almost no mage has managed to do it.
Only a handful of people have done it.
Zelretch being one and Shakespeare as a servant being the second.
Reinforcing history itself.
I didn't know how long I stood there carefully absorbing Mana from the surroundings and reinforcing the Liquid History with it making sure not a single drop of my Od touched it otherwise the process would fail and make it unusable best-case scenario worst case scenario?
BOOM.
_________________________???? An unknown amount time later._______________________________
Finally, the liquid began to turn into a crystal, its color turned to a purple shade with its edge's orange and yellow. I switched off my magic circuits as I pain racked my body.
Fuck how long was I reinforcing it for? I almost burnt out my circuits, I don't think I should open my circuits for a week to be on the safe side.
I turned back to the crystal that formed and took it.
Crystallized Lore. The essence required for the birth of a new Noble Phantasm.
Well, time to get to work.
Blacksmithing is a work of Art. Each strike of the hammer. The varying temperature of the forge, the amount air the bellow blew, the metal and its impurities, all these are variables that have to be considered when creating something even if a single variable is slight of it could result in something else entirely, especially when you add Crystallized lore into the equation. I also had to consider who was going to use the Replicated Noble Phantasm and edit its history appropriately.
It was the Crystallized lore that gave the
copies their
Weight.
However, what I was doing now wasn't recreating a Noble Phantasm. Rather I was creating a new one.
I took the blade shards as well and placed into the small Vat and Starting up the furnace.
Once the metal was glowing yellow and molten liquid I plopped in the crystallized lore. I watched as it sunk into the metal somehow not increasing the total volume.
Of course, it wouldn't it wasn't made of matter after all. Once the Crystallized lore was completely absorbed by the molten chakra metal, I finally began to reforge the blade.
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Kakashi stared at the silver glowing blade in his hand.
He watched the blacksmith very carefully even once pulled out his Sharingan. This blacksmith didn't have any Chakra at all. he should be dead. but the moment the blacksmith began remove the "History" from the fragments as he called it a strange jagged network appeared in his body, however, it wasn't chakra, rather it was only one half of chakra, only spiritual energy. Not long after the network became huge and the amount of spiritual energy in the man could rival Kage levels.
What happened next was something that shook Kakashi to the very core.
He began to absorb Nature energy, and then send it to the liquid "History". Which Kakashi had trouble believing.
Now however as he held the blade in his hand, he could feel it.
He could feel the
Weight.
The moment he channeled chakra into the blade he had understood what it was and what it was capable of.
It was not just a weapon it was something special.
He could feel warmth suffusing his very being curing aches and pains that he had been ignoring for far too long.
This blade had several strange abilities. first, it would him and those under him and granted them its protection if he willed it.
It was nearly unbreakable. he knew how to break it but someone else? Good luck trying to break it.
It was somehow even sharper than before.
It was capable of launching a Beam of complete and utter annihilation, however, to his absolute disbelief he had to say the Blades name or rather his father's Nickname in order for it to fire the white beam of destruction.
No one other than him or those he considered his comrades would be able to use it and even if an enemy tries to use it against him if would not injure him.
And most importantly the blade could heal anyone he considered a comrade. By stabbing them.....
This was ridiculous. He just came to get his blade repaired. Now he had a blade the glowed silverish white when even he passed chakra through it and it was nearly indestructible.
"How much?" Kakashi was prepared to pay all his savings should he need to. This was something invaluable to him.
"2000,000,000 Ryo." The Blacksmith replied.
"Really?" That was about 10 S-Rank mission payments. It wouldn't even make a dent in his savings, not that he was complaining but that was cheap for what he was literally an indestructible weapon capable of mass destruction and healing. The Blacksmith nodded. "Alright Deal, do you accept cheques?" The blacksmith snorted.
"Of course, Why wouldn't I?" That was true considering the price it would be a bad idea carrying sacks of cash around especially in a ninja village.
"So may I know your name?"
"A name huh? Just call me Emiya I suppose."
"Emiya? A strange name." The blacksmith shot him an amused look so it was most likely not his real name.
A few minutes later, Hatake Kakashi left the store a very happy man and the Blacksmith he fainted as soon as he got to bed. It was certainly a new experience for him.