Notes of the Creator God

I am a weapon.

A ruthless weapon that soaks the blade with the enemy's blood.

I don’t know what feelings are, let alone what"heart" is.

Kill, kill, kill......From the moment I was born, this was the only thought in my mind that drove me to action.

Kill all creatures in sight...

Until that day -

I met the person who combines the brilliance of the sun with the power to create hell on earth in an instant......

No, that's not a human being.

A monster, more like a monster than I am a monster.

I lost, the first time I lost so completely......

I closed my eyes and waited for the last moment to come, but the"monster" spoke:

"Your power is exactly what I want, come and use it for me! The sword that became my concubine takes revenge on the false god who deprived you of your"heart"! Keep killing until the day you are strong enough to challenge the gods, you will find your own heart’！"

"The words"monster" are like the temptation of"witch" that penetrates people's hearts.

I don't understand......

"What is"heart"? Is"heart" very important to me?

I don't understand, but -

I chose to hold the hand extended by the"witch" and accepted her"invitation".

From now on, I will still Keep killing until I kill the God who took away my"heart" and take back what was promised - for this goal, I will continue to live as a weapon......

Live as a weapon exclusive to the"Witch"............