The Empire of Reimia (3)

A Million Strikes of the Lone Warrior's Katana
His journey began where the lines of life converge: an inverted plateau with a dozen small offshoots. As befitting a warrior, he didn't step over the cracks in the dry surface of this land but walked directly along them until he reached the ravines neatly arranged between the mountain spurs. How would he overcome them? The warrior didn't dwell on this question for long and began carrying water there. With all the diligence inherent in a person with his iron philosophy, he finally turned the ravine into a river and continued on his way.
Continuing to move up the mountain, he reached a sparse forest, where he encountered woodcutters aggressively felling the trees. Trees had never been an obstacle for the warrior, but he preferred when there were none, so he didn't interfere with the woodcutters and waited for them to finish their work. When the deforestation was over, they left, and he dragged his boat along, still wet from contact with the artificial river he had created earlier.
His first stop was at the foot of the mountain, where he encountered, this time, a dense forest. He didn't want to rely on the help of woodcutters again, but he also didn't feel like cutting down the forest himself, so he decided to moisten it with the liquid he had collected in the boat he was still dragging behind him. The wet forest was not as harsh to him as the dry one, so he was able to continue on his way without any obstacles. Finally, before him lay a cave sealed with paper talismans, the source of all evil in these lands, his goal and his opponent. He knew what he had to do: his katana could no longer remain in its scabbard and broke free, striking one blow after another. The warrior's blade pushed the opponent back, and they delved deeper and deeper until, finally, the swordsman emerged victorious. His katana was illuminated by the light of day and filled the cave with millions of spirits of life, and since then, the people of this land have lived happily, without fear of the wrath of evil spirits.