What would happen if a sword grew sentient? Would it throw itself at the nearest catgirl slave? Would it be “cursed” with humanity after one shotting the demon king? Would it go on telekinetic adventures through the kingdom making a harem of various assorted cutlery? No! This is the story of a sword being passed down so many times that it grows conscious of itself. Protagonists will die, and there will be new protagonists taking their places.

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