Demon Sword Apocalypse

The Creator shattered himself, and one hundred and five fragments were scattered in the world. The fragments are infused with magic power and condensed into a sword. The magic sword can combine the power of creation and the magic power of the host to release magic far beyond the individual. Some people fight for the fragments, some die for the fragments, and some people have their minds eroded by the fragments and become zombies. A shard never chooses people who are worthy of it, it only chooses people who can bear it. He wakes up in the jungle of death. No names, no memories, no emotions. There was only one voice left in his mind, echoing repeatedly: "Find the magic sword fragment." Two creation fragments were sleeping in his body, but the key nodes of the magic circuit were removed, and the fragments could not be embodied. They could only bypass the form of the sword and be released directly from the flesh and blood. When casting the spell, emerald green and dark purple circuit lines spread along the skin, like a living circuit diagram. He is the most special of the shard holders: unable to be perceived, and unable to perceive others. An invisible chess piece, a chess piece that doesn't even recognize itself. The Bounty Hunters Guild, the Demonic Swordsmen Legion, and the Bone Erosion Society. The three parties each have their own agenda. The Legion wanted to induct him into the order, the Bounty Hunters Guild gave him a borrowed name, and the Bone Erosion Society wanted to cut open his body and take away the fragments. And he stood at the intersection of all choices, not because he wanted to, but because he didn't have the function of "thinking". He is not a hero. Heroes need belief, and belief needs emotion. He is just an empty shell. An empty shell was pushed onto the chessboard, and the chess pieces began to move on their own.