Weapons

It's said this blade was used to seal away the heart of a fell god from the abyss. Only after the smoldering rage within erupts into flames, incinerating all it cuts, is its abyssal fury quieted.

The love between a warrior and the spirit of the north wind was destined to fail—their worlds were too different. So the spirit gave the warrior this sword. "Surely it will protect you in my place."

One strike from this weapon is all it takes to understand pain. No amount of training can prepare you for it. So potent is its brutality, merely recalling the blow triggers the daze felt on impact.

A dagger with a blade made of heat-sealing stone that contains a scorching flame. As its name suggests, immolation comes quick to those unprepared for its fiery explosions.

A dagger with a will of its own, afflicted by a curse strong enough to kill a saint. Hold this weapon and seal the fate of two: the wielder, and the one whose blood its blade is destined to spill.

This blade, infused with the breath of nature, resonates with its wielder's vigor to transfuse it into raw power. Nature does not aid those who march toward death, but those who fight to survive.

A sword tempered with extremely intense heat. Unyielding solidity is its true strength, as this astounding durability allows for techniques that would cause an ordinary blade to shatter.

A sword that has achieved peak sturdiness through tempering pushed to the absolute limit. Easy to handle, but capable of masterful techniques in the hands of a skilled adventurer.

This weapon has been hardened to its absolute limit, giving it an incredible strength. Those able to wield it properly have truly mastered the art of the dagger.

A sword that's achieved peak sturdiness through excessive tempering. Its unwavering rigidity and keen edge make it the ideal blade—equally capable of thrusting, slashing, and parrying.

A battle staff with a hammer head of tempered steel. The awesome power of this unyielding mace might trick novices into overestimating their own strength.

An unyielding two-handed hammer with a huge block of iron for a head. The sight of it alone is often enough to deter foes, and if not, it has other methods of persuasion.

As the name suggests, this dagger is a favorite of assassins. Using the poison embedded in its frame transforms its gorgeous blade into a reaper's scythe.

A legendary blade used by the Swordsman of Salvation. Its name means "starlight." Fitting, for the parts it cleaved from the God of Death were sent flying into the night sky, twinkling like stars.

A prophet who believed wholeheartedly in the bonds shared between heroes bestowed their power to this sword. The stronger one's foe, the better chance this blade has of claiming victory.

"I shall not rest until I've vanquished my enemies. No matter how incessantly they suppress me, I will not disappear. I will outlast them all; it is you who will fade away."

This blade was forged by a dwarf who was referred to as the "Impulsive Sorcerer," the "Hammerless Smith," and various other strange names. Why? For the fun of it, of course.

This hefty blade was not made for graceful arcs through the air, nor elegant swordplay. It was forged to crush and destroy. In essence, this is the ideal greatsword in all its barbaric glory.

A superior weapon is crafted with a single, destructive purpose, and need only be measured by the explosiveness of its strikes. Such is the creed of the blacksmiths who created this warhammer.

Titanic in form, and descending upon foes like thunder. This weapon exists for one purpose alone: to crush skulls. One hit from this and... well, it wouldn't be a pretty sight, now would it?

An axe bearing the unmistakable marks of overworld craftsmanship. It's said a blacksmith forged and offered this axe to Heaven's Rift in remembrance of a friend who left for the Floating Castle.

The signature axe of the legendary dwarven Rust Warriors. They would face opponents with absolute dignity and clarity of purpose, these axes in hand, ever devoted to their warrior's creed.

Dubbed the "Dancing Blade" for its ethereal, graceful movement. Enemies fall mesmerized, their last moments spent admiring the elegant arc it forms moments before blade meets skull.

A wide, heavy sword. True mastery of this weapon comes from learning to translate its hefty weight into swift striking speed—the path to unlocking fluid swordplay, no matter the blade.

Do not let this weapon wield you. Swing it, control it, and conquer it without being overwhelmed by its prodigious weight. Do this, and you will learn a fighting style that makes use of its heft.

The path of all rapier-wielders begins with this single blade. Will you part ways after mastering the basic techniques, or will it remain a constant companion? That sentimental choice is yours alone.

A mace that is durable and easy to use, making it perfect for beginners. If the prospect of cutting yourself on a blade's edge frightens you, cast aside your pride and take up a heavy rod.

A sword forged from bronze. Its usage is simple: merely put your weight behind it and swing. It is quite basic in its execution, but that's what makes it a classic standby.

A stunning mace rumored to conjure butterflies with each strike and sing like a canary when swung. While hearsay, these claims are oddly unanimous among those who've been on its receiving end.

A sword forged for the elven Warriors of the Wood. The enchantment on this blade is said to lighten the wielder, allowing for lithe movement in forest combat amongst copious tree trunks and foliage.

A two-handed axe with a corundum blade. Corundum is most often fashioned into jewelry, but an unbreakable spell on the axe-head has saved it from becoming a mere noble's bauble.

A sword forged from corundum. Carefully designed with the wielder in mind, its distinctive shape and rigidity make it remarkably easy to use. This attention to detail allows for tight swordplay.

A cudgel forged from high-quality steel that demands respect. Its true power is not realized by swinging with reckless abandon, but through patiently waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

A dagger forged from a sturdy block of corundum. Its blade will grow sharper with use, and will bring one's energy barreling down upon the enemy's life force.

A slender sword forged from corundum. Sturdy in make, it weighs more than the average fleuret. This added weight becomes a boon once the blade is mastered, boosting the power of thrusting attacks.

A one-handed sword forged from a block of sturdy corundum. Its blade, grip, and distinctive guard make it easy for teams to coordinate, and it is often adopted for squad-based tactics.

A tuck designed for thrusting attacks. Though enchanted with a spell that reads the stars, it was named after the speed of its thrusts, the blurred shine of its blade like the tail of a comet.

The warrior sought the ultimate attack, yet fell short of his goal. Despairing, he put his all into a final strike, collapsing upon the battlefield. Awed, a witness named his weapon Crushing Cascade.

A weapon which allows for the channeling of mental energy into masterful swordplay. Created by dwarven master craftsmen as a symbol of their greatest ambition: the revival of their ancient kingdom.

Supposedly meant to be one of several magic swords a legendary elven smith left in this world. The blade devoured the souls of its victims, dismaying the smith, and was considered a failure.

An erstwhile instrument of the execution grounds, this blade thirsts for death like a babe craves its mother's milk. With every life it claims, you feel its pleasure pulse through the grip.

A sword that gets sharper with each successive slice? Preposterous! Surely no such blade exists—aside from this one, that is.

A sword that means, quite literally, "fearless." Forged by the elves and iterated on by human smiths, this blade excels in powerful single strikes. A weapon for those warriors who dread not death.

A ceremonial sword lavishly adorned with decorative inlays. It is not to be underestimated, however, as divine miracles are assured upon the completion of its ritual.

A lethal blade said to be forged by a lost civilization of desert dwellers. Fine sand-like grains of iron are loosened with each clash of steel, blinding opponents. Takes skill to use effectively.

A curious sword made from neither wood, stone, nor metal. Supposedly the life force of the forest is housed within, emanating a sylvan warmth that calms the minds of warriors in the throes of battle.

The executioner brings his axe down upon the neck of a trembling sinner, cleaving head from body. It was for this purpose this axe was made, and it has done its duty well.

An ingenious dwarven axe. Vigorous swings cause the lightning inside to shock foes, but the toll it takes on one's spirit is great. Remember: to rely solely on a weapon is to never achieve victory.

An axe with a built-in force field generator, usable by overworlders alone. Its origins are murky, but some suspect it may be part of the reason overworlders came to this place.

A mythical hammer from the eastern lands of the overworld, used by a legendary swordsman to defeat a demon called an "oni," which now resides within it. Its power grows with each swing.

A dagger officially used by the assassination squads of the elven kingdoms. It is capable of snatching life away at the slightest sign of weakness—often before the victim even sees their killer.

"The head of this hammer is three times heavier than most cudgels," the craftsman explained. "And its centrifugal force allows for devastating attacks. Weight, you see, is one's greatest tool."

A two-handed sword perfect for picking up fundamental techniques. New soldiers use it to quickly learn the nature of heavy blade combat: swing with full force for victory; hesitate, and all is lost.

Do not be fooled by its intricate craftsmanship and ornate appearance—the hand hidden behind that circular guard is patiently waiting for a chance to counter. And what a vicious strike it will be.

Steel your heart, cold as ice, before striking back with the destructive force of a hailstorm. In vengeance, there can be no compassion—no matter the brutality visited upon your foe.

This razor-thin blade silently cuts through the air, delivering a killing blow and vanishing in one blurred motion. However, as a result, it is exceptionally fragile, and ill-suited to direct combat.

This sword, also deemed the "Oppressor," was created as the prototype of a certain black magic blade. Is the mock-up inferior to the final creation? Take up this sword and decide for yourself.

A sword blessed by an ancient god. It is all at once a contract, an oath, and a curse—a divine directive to seize victory in the deity's name.

A blade housing a petal-wreathed core carved from the bark of a rare sacred tree, imbued with a warm, soporific spring aroma. This floral-scented blade grants peaceful slumber to its enemies.

A razor-sharp axe of pure steel. "Pay no heed to your surroundings; take up your axe and swing with wild abandon." So say the axe masters. But do heed this: your life is your own to risk in battle.

An adaptable sickle able to handle a variety of combat situations. Only those with a natural talent for blade-craft can bring out its true potential.

A hunting knife which, despite its rugged appearance, has ever been a favorite of veteran hunters. Extraneous parts have been stripped with ruthless logic, leaving only its core intact.

A weapon seemingly suited to all things: striking, throwing, slashing, smashing. Yet, it is most deadly in the hands of someone that realizes it is merely an extension of the true weapon—oneself.

A wooden dagger, its core carved from the trunk of a sacred tree. Valued by the elves, who tended to eschew metal weapons. The tree's blessing, a hypnotic flower, is embedded in the blade.

Despite the unusual nature of this sword, it is not imbued with magic or an enchantment of any kind. It is the product of a lost world, borne from parts unknown.

A spell to manipulate the flow of time, long deemed impossible to use, was suddenly mastered by a sorcerer wielding this sword. He claimed it came to him from beyond the temporal plane.

A battle axe reserved for the greatest hunters of the jungle. They pledge to never let their prey escape—no matter how much time or blood it takes. This axe embodies their stalwart oath.

A silver blade said to be quenched in the pure forest springs around the Sacred Tree. Enchanted with an elven frost spell, this sword cleaves so deeply it freezes the flesh as well as the heart.

A silver dagger handed down through myriad generations. Light, yet solid, its material reacts to the magical energy flowing through Aincrad, shining just as brightly now as it did in the overworld.

A magic silver rod with an odd enchantment that detects enemies and grows lighter with each successive strike. Blink and you might just miss the entire fight.

This enchanted mithril blade, imbued with frost magic, emanates a cold light that radiates eternally. This radiance is a reflection of the icy, frozen gaze of the elf who gave their life to forge it.

The all-consuming machine of battle churns ever on. No matter how long one endures, there is but one final terminus. "Mortal's Bane"—does this name refer to the fate of the opponent, or the wielder?

An ancestral sword of the overworld's eastern kingdom. Once drawn, its blade requires blood—if not from the enemy, then from the wielder. Able to be thrown, impaling the enemy before they can react.

The duty of the nobility is clear: to use their power to fight for the weak. Faced with the conundrum that those who fall to this blade are also weak, care must be taken to reduce suffering.

A two-handed axe named by a historian for its ancient purpose: carrying out sacrifices. For the tribe who used it, however, it was a sacred weapon gifted to them by the gods.

This obsidian blade thirsts eternally for the magical essence it drains from the bodies of slain foes. This rampant desire even draws it back to their fallen forms so it might succor itself once more.

A sword forged from polished, high-quality obsidian. It is imbued with an arcane conjuration that attunes to the wielder, growing sharper and deadlier as their bloodlust grows.

A dagger making full use of dwarven magical technology. Glass-like volcanic rock serves as its core, turning heat into icy energy—an innovation that could only have come from the mind of a dwarf.

The warrior gazed at the weapon lovingly. "A demon's legendary blade. That's right—this weapon is not meant for any human. Even so, only by pushing beyond our limitations can we find our true worth."

One of the legendary weapons of the Swordsman of Salvation. Its name means "unyielding will," earned when the swordsman snatched victory from the jaws of defeat against a minion of the God of Death.

A legendary elven smith's masterwork. The blade's mechanisms all serve a purpose, and whichever section of blade makes contact with an enemy—forte, tip, back—grows stronger with each strike.

This sword's true merit emerges once pushed through a target. The blade's smith demonstrated with a smile: "Pierce the enemy and its enchantment activates. Pain for foes, blessings for the wielder."

A small one-handed iron sword. This appears to be a prototype, with a poorly sharpened blade.

A replica based on blueprints by La Ban, the master craftsman of the underground kingdom of Aul'da. This weapon turns the wielder's energy into raw power, and is named for its destructive capacity.

A blade said to have dropped from the heavens, embedded in a fallen meteor. Tempered by the high elves, this sword glows brighter with each successive cut and turns fallen foes to brilliant stardust.

Does your heart burn with the desire to strike down your enemies? Then burn, oh let it burn! Let those flames rise into an inferno, becoming a scorching blade able to incinerate your foes.

A sword beloved by the fallen king of Aincrad. It served as proof of his royal status as both conqueror and transcendent being. Now the blade waits to be taken up once more by a new ruler.

Strategy? Technique? Never heard of 'em. Hammers are all about one thing—smashing things to bits with all your might!

Such was the twisted joy of this sickle's owner that his soul possesses it still. Every cut it makes leaves a scar upon one's soul, its ghostly laughter drowning out all sane thought.

Nestled within its vitreous blade rests a goddess statue blessed with a hundred days of votive prayer. Each prayer contained the same plea: that the wielder of the blade may return home safely.

A small one-handed iron sword. As can be seen from its thick blade, it was not designed to slice and cut but rather to hack and cleave. A constant of novices looking to build up their strength.

This blade emanates an all-consuming shadow. Whomsoever wields it shall take up the tattered mantle of the king of darkness.

One of the legendary weapons of the Swordsman of Salvation, its name means "key to victory." The Swordsman once discovered a devil among his retinue, and struck them down to save his allies.

An engineer stared intently at a single point on the ceiling and spoke: "This sword shall not be an instrument of death, but of life. Perhaps it will become the singular symbol of all weaponry."

A simple knife, notable only for how ordinary it is. Once you get the hang of it, its versatility and ease-of-use make it hard to replace. A masterwork well-loved by many seasoned adventurers.

A lethal sword characterized by an undulating, slithering blade. All who feel its bite claim to see the ethereal specter of a snake—perhaps a vision conjured by the venom running through their veins.

A two-handed axe made of steel and carbon, popular for its ease of use. While considered a beginner's weapon, it remains the stalwart companion of even seasoned adventurers.

Despite its sharp appearance, this blade sports a blunt edge. The rust-proof, keen-edged look is merely meant to deceive its foes—for this sword exists solely to smash and destroy.

This hammer's perfectly calibrated striking surface and weight is designed to knock any foe senseless upon impact. An exemplary weapon that's as simple as it is devastating.

More than just a weapon, this multi-bladed tool serves warriors and hunters alike—in combat, skinning, wood chopping, and crafting. Forged by a blacksmith who knows survival is victory enough.