A small undocumented resident showed up at a corrupted Honmaru.
The newcomer was slender and tiny, with short arms and legs. He couldn't speak, but he was a blank slate and especially easy to read.
So when he used gestures to ask them to take him in, none of the swords refused.
They made him the new Saniwa, then took him for a fool and pushed him around, draining his spiritual energy and treating him with utter indifference.
It wasn't until the Government of Time came knocking and forcibly invaded the Honmaru to purge it that the swords, unusually moved by compassion, decided to send their Saniwa away.
But then they watched as the Saniwa put on a different mask, picked up a wooden staff, and, standing nearly 1.9 meters tall, beat the invaders to a pulp.
At the end of the beating, a man riding an enormous black dragon appeared and sent them all crashing out of the Honmaru.
The man even claimed to be the Saniwa's guardian.
The swords: Oh, oh wow.
* A pampered-by-everyone story, family affection, no romance
* The protagonist is a little angel!
Theme: A compassionate heart can heal anything
