Some heroes are born of fate, while others are made through experience. Fewer still are the heroes made by accident, stumbling into their heroics and grandeur. The rarest ones? Heroes not made to be heroes at all, forged of violence and fire, terrible intent shaped into deadly form. This story is about one such 'hero' and their experiences as the worlds only sentient piece of steel. What you can Expect: [+] Multiple perspectives beyond our protagonist and their current wielder. [+] A less structured magic system since I really didn't fell like making numbers go brrr. Sorry. [+] Probably not the greatest writing as this is my first real go at a story longer than a page. [+] Sporadic releases since I write when I have time and won't be building a backlog unless that deal with the devil goes through. Reviews, Ratings, and Comments are appreciated! Welcome to my story! I Love You! p.s. The content warnings are there more for my creative freedom right now. I might make the sword get freaky. Who knows?