I was determined to be a protagonist who just lazed around and waited to die, then I transmigrated, and... that's it. Actually, the protagonist thinks being a weapon isn't so bad. I can sleep forever and ever, probably?
"You idiot! I said don't make me your weapon! You have the original forms of every weapon in the world, so what do you need me for? Stop bothering me while I'm trying to sleep!!!" the protagonist roared furiously.
"Those junk weapons are irrelevant. I only need you and EA," Gilgamesh said, looking quite pleased.
And so the protagonist began a long life on the run...
It's basically the story of a bastard transmigrator named Merlin getting into trouble in various worlds alongside the beautiful Gilgamesh~
I'm a new writer. Sorry in advance if this isn't very good...
