Note- This story is NOT a soma story. While soma is hinted and mentioned, soma is not the ultimate outcome.


Weapons. The abomination of mankind. The destruction of justice and peace in the world. All they are were things that can be used by others. They're tools. Objects. Things. They can only do what their meisters say they can do. To be a weapon is to be an embarrassment. A disgrace. An abomination. Their feelings don't matter. Their opinions aren't important, not compared to their meisters. They aren't worthy. They're impure. All they have been are tools. And that's all they will be.


I hope you guys enjoy this prologue type chapter! I promise that the chapters will be longer, I just needed to introduce the story to you first.

~accio-bravery