When you usually think of strangers, you probably don’t often think of your family. However, in this case, I believe it still fits. I never met the owner of this sword, and I never will, as he is long gone. Just because we share blood does not mean we cannot be strangers. I may know of how he earned this sword as a sort of gift to celebrate his achievements, but I do not know anything else about him. I don’t know what his life was like, what lead up to those moments, or even what specifically he did to earn them.