However, that should not be a realm so easily reachable.
Just like a sword embryo that hasn't undergone forging, even if that unformed embryo holds boundless possibilities, without thousands of tempering trials, it remains nothing more than unremarkable mortal iron.
Thousands of times of forging.
Countless days and nights of relentless search, tossing and turning.
Forging the soul of iron refinement in the vast boundless darkness.
Only then, after countless failures, can one touch the realm beyond the constraints of one's race.
This is only attainable by those who stand above millions of living beings, known as miracles, known as the glory of heroes.
This is also the meaning assigned to the word "Legendary" in the beginning.
The path of legends relies on nothing external.
Every single one who has achieved the legendary status, surpassed the constraints of their race, is a unique path-walker, a miracle that even deities cannot replicate.
All are living epics.
