After transmigrating, I became a sword. No, I wasn't even human anymore.
The good news was that the sword I'd become seemed to be King Arthur's Caliburn.
The bad news was that in this world, Caliburn seemed to be regarded as a demonic sword.
The key to the gates of Hell, the soul-snatching demonic sword, the masterless devourer of flesh and blood, the rift that destroys order...
Su Hen had no idea how all those nicknames had come about while he was quietly sitting inside a stone.
Then, one day, after enduring countless years of wind and rain, a girl with a golden cowlick finally arrived.
"Demonic sword! I won't let you keep wreaking havoc in this world!"
"Take a closer look! I'm a holy sword!"
PS: A faux-infinite-flow setting. The main world is a customized version of Type-Moon.
PS: Chapters 8 and 10 are toxic. They are being revised.
