"Someday, I swear I'll kill you!!!" 

My voice echoed through the forest, shaking several trees and scaring off countless animals, but... 

No candidates came near. 

"Why can’t I reach you!?" 

The answer was obvious, but I refused to accept it. 

The sun, as unbothered as always, completely ignored my rant and continued shining heat from its unreachable position in the sky. 

That only made me angrier. I tried using magic, but it was utterly useless. I’m a sacred sword, not some stupid bow. 

"I can’t stand you anymore, you bastard! Fifteen centuries! Fifteen blessed centuries putting up with you every single day! Just wait until I..." 

I continued cursing, yelling, and threatening so much that I lost track of time. 

How did it even come to this? 

It wasn’t until sunset, when the sun began to dip below the horizon, that I finally started calming down. My breathing was still heavy, but as clarity began to return, I thought to myself: 

‘That was stupid.’ 

I sighed. If my sisters were here, without a doubt, I’d be the laughingstock among the sacred swords right now. 

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"Ha..." I sighed again, this time feeling slightly relieved. That relief, however, only lasted a few seconds before reality hit me again. 

I’m alone. 

Would I even know how to hold a decent conversation with another intelligent being at this point? 

What if I never find another candidate? Would I just stay in this forest forever? 

I closed my eyes, and when I opened them, I was inside my inner realm. I looked at my hands—they were still as white as snow, so pristine it looked like they’d never touched a speck of dirt in their life. 

‘With these... I can’t kill anyone,’ I thought, feeling disheartened as I let myself collapse into the void. 

My mind is an empty place, devoid of anything to do. Every time I’m here... 

‘Are my sisters doing okay?’ The thought crossed my mind unconsciously, but I quickly slapped myself. 

I hate this body. 

It’s small, weak, and my short white hair barely reaches my shoulders. It’s definitely useless for combat. 

I closed my eyes again, trying to focus. 

‘Yes, I’ve decided... I’m going to seal myself. I can’t take this anymo—’ 

"WHERE THE HELL ARE THE GOBLINS?!" 

A loud yell echoed from the south, catching me completely off guard. Surprised, I instinctively surveyed my surroundings from my sword-bound perspective. 

‘No, there’s nothing. Just the same trees as always. I wonder... Who’s rude enough to shout curses out loud like that?’ 

Curious about this person, I began channeling magic. Specifically, a clairvoyance spell. 

It didn’t take more than five minutes to locate them, but... 

‘Why is that girl posing in the middle of the desert?’ 

‘Is she insane?’ 

Taking a closer look at the... human, I noticed several things. 

‘W-wait... that’s a guy! Why does a guy have hair that long!?’ I thought as I continued analyzing his condition. 

He’s compatible. 

Opening and closing my eyes, blinking repeatedly... the facts didn’t change. 

He’s a candidate! 

I smiled unconsciously, the thought of killing again... 

I’m thrilled.