He checked the time, he would wake up at four and start grinding. Of his six calvary swords, three were left. He walked to his room, just pacing the coridor, He noticed a painting and stopped to examine it. The quality of the painting was immense. It showed a painting of a large beast, it wielded a large katana. Around it was particle effects like players, and a lot of them was being slaughtered like cows in a butchery.

(Sorry for such a short post.)