If he wanted a weapon specifically ant for teria, an ice elent sword was the perfect choice.
Taking Rukia's zanpakuto into account. He forged the most beautiful zanpakuto of soul society aka Sode no shirayuki.
"It's so beautiful."
teria gently ran her hand across the sword.
Despite its frosty appearance, the sword felt warm to the touch.
"A weapon forged from soul is a reflection of the heart," Sion explained.
"This weapon is bound to you from the mont it's born. It will absorb your beliefs and willpower to grow alongside you."
"Does this sword have a na?" teria asked.
"Sode no shirayuki," Sion said with a warm smile. "Matching your beauty, it is the most breathtaking sword ever to exist."
Sode no shirayuki was a soul armant crafted entirely in white.
[A/N: Sion's replica of zanpakuto]
Its oval handguard featured six hollowed sections, while patterns decorated the hilt, trailing down to a long white ribbon tied to the poml.
"My beauty?" teria blushed as she continued in embarrassnt. "Calling that breathtaking is a bit of an exaggeration."
Sion gently kissed her forehead and chuckled.
"You are the princess of the Hera familia, loved by everyone and the sun that belongs solely to ."
Both musou no hitotachi and sode no shirayuki were born from soul matter so they could safely reside inside a person's body.
Sion referred to them as soul armants.
If his mind continued to advance or if sode no shirayuki absorbed enough of teria's willpower to evolve on its own, it'd develop a weapon spirit.
Similar to a zanpakuto, this spirit would exist as a subordinate lifeform bound exclusive to her.
This was entirely possible.
In the alternate tiline, the Hestia knife absorbed fragnts of Artemis.
Because her consciousness lingered within those fragnts, the sword eventually took on a human form in the sanctuary of Olympia.
Unlike the Hestia knife, Sion had intentionally designed this sword to nurture a spirit.
"Hehe."
teria smiled shyly, looking adorably naive.
Looking at her expression, Sion couldn't help kissing her on the lips.
He then continued, "Next, we need to practice drawing the sword to see how to make it look even more beautiful."
"Mhm, does that require practice?" teria affectionately kissed his lips and asked in confusion.
"Of course." He spoke with certainty.
"Executing a draw with such a long windup during actual combat while keeping it fast and stylish, takes serious skills."
...
Under his guidance, teria spent a good while practicing the draw.
The movent proved surprisingly difficult, even with Sion intentionally shortening the sword for her.
"Once you draw the sword, use the montum to spin around. Let the white ribbon twirl out to form a semicircle."
Sion watched appreciatively as her curves bounced slightly with every movent, slowly helping her correct her posture.
"This movent is way too dramatic. It's fine if I'm just performing for you but in a real fight, I need a different stance."
She scratched her cheeks sheepishly.
Even though she personally found the move cool, doing it in front of others was a social death.
"Alright, then let's switch to drawing the sword from thin air."
"There are plenty of ways for a soul armant to manifest," Sion said thoughtfully.
"Forming the hilt in your hand first and then letting the rest of the sword slowly appear amidst a flurry of snow."
He picked up sode no shirayuki and demonstrated the technique.
Even though the sword was bound to teria, it was ultimately forged from Sion's mind. Thus the binding restrictions didn't apply to him.
A flurry of snow appeared in his hand. He gripped the forming hilt and as he swung his arm outward, the snow rapidly coalesced into a sword.
Tiny specks of frost drifted down from the sword creating a perfect visual effect.
teria raised her hands in amazent.
"Absolute cinema!"
"Mmm."
Sion smiled and handed the sword back to her.
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