Fantasy: I Have the Divine Sword in My Hand

After sleeping for thousands of years, he was reborn. All truths in the world can only be considered truthful if you speak with a big fist. This is the worst of times and the best of times. No one cares who you are, and no one will remember who you are. As long as your fists are strong enough, everyone will know who you are. There is a sword, but it cannot be drawn out unless absolutely necessary. If the sword is drawn, the world will be destroyed, rituals and music will collapse, and all living things will cease to exist. Will you draw your sword? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.