Dark Honmaru stories usually start with a shocking death, but today, I just want to tell a different kind of story. Most sword warriors have existed in this world for hundreds of years, and I believe that even after falling into darkness, they still have their own principles. After all, they weren’t the ones at fault. It was their previous masters who made mistakes, and the swords shouldn’t have to pay for those masters’ misdeeds. All the swords deserve to be treated with kindness. Of course, so does the heroine.
And so this becomes a story about the tsukumogami and their master healing each other.
No angst! No angst! No angst!
Note: The characters may be OOC.
The heroine has skin hunger.
But she’s incredibly captivating.
Theme: I want to write a heartwarming story.
