This Crossover Honmaru Has an Incredible Destiny

It should be a honmaru. Why do I say it should be? It was originally a honmaru, a honmaru controlled by a saniwa. A honmaru led by its saniwa, where a group of happy sword tsukumogami lived, carrying this little pocket of space without a thought, just like countless other honmaru. But it was different. Perhaps it was the sound of crying, perhaps certain unusual hopes, or perhaps that white crane passing through the Thousand-Leafed Cherry Tree. Somehow, it seemed to have developed thoughts of its own, and could no longer be described with the word "it." It asked itself: What is the meaning of my existence? Dark honmaru stories are so satisfying! The honmaru's own will, awakened by suffering, is so good! Just writing this on a whim. As long as it's satisfying, that's all that matters. Theme: Just enjoy the ride.