In my first life, I was a swordsman. A conscript in the army of a petty man with great money. In his name and under his flag, I bloodied my blade with the lives of my fellow countrymen. At the end, when I finally met my own fate, I smiled. I was glad to be free. But a strange power intervened. Now, in my second life, I am the sword itself. I don’t know why I was given a second chance in this strange form with skills and stats, but I plan to make the most of it. This weapon will not kill.