[Swords] The Crazy Spirit Warden

★Important★ Short chapters; very slow updates; everyone is out of character; nobody is normal.

★Warning★ The protagonist may do the following:

Sell swords: yes.

Have a dark Honmaru: yes.

Possibly break swords: yes.

All sorts of things that are bad for the sword boys: yes.

Kind aunties who curse people out just for breaking a sword in a game, please stay away :)

As the title says, the Saniwa is a lunatic, and this story is lunatic too. How crazy it gets depends on how my mind works. I don't know yet, but it's not as bad as the one next door, "Success Comes to Those Who Persevere." After all, when I wrote this blurb, I hadn't even thought about what would happen in the story. That's how casual this is.

Anyway, overall it should be a very lighthearted, angst-free story with plenty of snark. Even if something would normally be angsty, I won't make it too painful, like the dark Honmaru stuff.

I've said all this and still don't know what to call the protagonist... Oh, the name... Ming. Let's call him Xiaoming.

Xiaoming: Starting today, I'm a Saniwa. I'll do my best.

Warnings: The protagonist is ridiculously overpowered; my writing is terrible; I can't make the sword boys fall for him or write that swoony feeling. Everyone is OOC, and there's no logic. I'm not being modest. I write for love, so updates are irregular. Feel free to point out bugs and typos. I'll fix the easy ones; the hard ones can count as my own headcanon. I've already warned you all that I write badly. If anyone still tells me what I did wrong, I'm very scary, I'm telling you. I'll immediately

cry my eyes out right in front of you.