| Dai Raga Kojin Tensho is the property of AbysmalShadows! |
| Dai Raga Kōjin Tenshō | |
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| Japanese Name | 大羅伽交刃天衝 |
| Romanized Name | Dai Raga Kōjin Tenshō |
| Meaning | Great Rakshasa Crossing Swords Heaven-Piercer |
| Price | Unknown |
| Type | Halberd (Axe-Spear Polearm) |
| Grade | Ō Wazamono/Great Grade Blade |
| Previous User | Unknown (Many Users) |
| Current User | LeBlanc Corvo |
Dai Raga Kōjin Tenshō is a halberd and one of the 21 Great Grade Swords. It is currently in the possession of LeBlanc Corvo.
Appearance[]
Often shortened to Dai Raga, it is a crescent moon halberd of exquisite make and craftsmanship, a legacy of the ancient sky kingdom from where it was found. It has a long, reinforced shaft that is crafted from the unique minerals and metals of the long-lost kingdom. Despite its ancient origins, the weapon bears what appears to be advanced technological designs.
The primary spearhead, a pristine azure, glows faintly as the material when swung emits a low thrum, while its dual crescent blades curve outward in a deadly flourish, optimized for both slashing and hooking maneuvers. A mechanical brace adorns the base of the weapon connecting the spearhead with the axe portion with six opaque gems embedded on either side. Near the base where the shaft connects to the weapon lies a singular azure crystal.
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History[]
Originally found in the ruins of an old Marine weapons depot, according to the scant reports Corvo could gather, the weapon despite its worn appearance was every bit as formidable as many other legendary weapons, but its tendency to drive its wielders to madness forced the World Government to seal it away. While undercover as a pirate, the crew he was with stumbled upon this treasure trove.
The Captain at the time naturally claimed this weapon as his own, despite the ominous and dark aura it possessed. The crew felt uncomfortable in its presence and attempted to warn the captain from its use but by that point, simply grasping the weapon had subsumed his mind with bloodlust. In short order he slew his crew in a wild frenzy, with Corvo barely escaping with his life by chaining the captain to the ship and summarily detonating all their munitions to sink the ship. Corvo nearly lost his life that day, and somehow wound up on shore of a nearby island.
As he turned his head, to his shock he found himself gripping that very same weapon. Despite numerous attempts to abandon it, somehow, someway it always found its way back to him. Someone or something would stumble across it, and through the vicissitudes of fate, and the changing of hands, it inevitably would be in his possession again.
At the time he wasn't strong enough to resist its allure, and when he did handle the weapon he felt only an odd calm, as if the weapon itself was content. Corvo liked to think that maybe, just maybe this strange and murderous weapon found his belief in justice humorous? His contradictory perspective, his willingness to engage in barbarism, tempered by his selfish, and childish desire for true justice. It was used as a tool of this supposed justice after all.
In time he learned of its name, the old name bestowed upon it perhaps by the very soul that now resides within it? He can never be too sure, but with his observation he can feel the aura of the deadly weapon, a perverse mix of near overwhelming thirst for blood and flesh, yet it is contained within this impenetrable wall, a resolute sense of… something deep and profound. Corvo thinks it could be justice, but when he isn't lying to himself, in those moments right before he succumbs to slumber that errant thought always slips through, a belief deep in his heart that he knows to be true; that the weapon is merely patient. It knows that in his hands, filled with rage at injustice but so helpless to do anything about it, that he’ll raise this weapon high and slaughter as many people as it takes till that stupid childish dream of justice comes to fruition.