Chapter 1

Where am I?

I woke, and the first thing that came to my eyes was a beautiful sight. The sky stretched as far as the horizon. Light shines through the deep water like in the many animes I've watched. The sun is about to rise. The view of the sunrise from the top of a high city glittered like a rainbow, and I was thoroughly impressed.

The moon is setting on the other side of the horizon.

It's an overwhelming scene. I have lived for 31 years and I haven't seen such a beautiful scene. It's strange that I don't cry.

No wait. I lived for 31 years? Am I still alive? I mean, I'm dead right?

The scene I last saw, was a bright red convertible that was in bad taste. The man in the driver seat had a smartphone in one hand, looking from my flashback he was watching a pirated anime called high school dxd, which I coincidentally bought on the way home to watch as well.

Yes, even while driving. He was laughing while jacking of happily. But I didn't have fun at all this fucking bastard!

And so, I remembered so much my heart cried… …. I should be dead. No, am I really dead?

"Unfortunately no you are not."

"U-mu. What is that sword stuck thing"

"That is you.."

"Huh?"

"So. Are you finally awake?"

"Uo! Who is it?"

Suddenly a voice sounded. The figure in front of me was too bright for his face to be seen in the surrounding area.

"Wh who are you?"

"You may know me as the God from the bible...you may call me - but if you like you can call me father as well."

"I'm terribly sorry for this short introduction and taking you from your world but... it was the only way for me to save this one."

"To save your life I have turned you into Sacred gear...weapons that are capable of killing a god."

"!"

"I know I know my son... as a Christian from another world it's all hard to take in...a world like this existing, but believe me this world is real."

"You might be thinking that why didn't I just reincarnated you as the hero who will save this world instead?..."

"The answer to that my boy is I exhausted my strength sealing a great monster of unspeakable evil..."

"So I decided to seal your soul and spirit into the Sword of the Disciple of my Son... and reforged it."

"You don't mean the sword of."

But before I could ask the million dollar question Kami sama said.

"Im terribly sorry but my time is up my son...It's going to be hard from here on out, but I beg you hang in there."

"I pray that you save this world and find your worth in it."

"Eh? EH?"

"Well, see you ar-"

Then, I couldn't hear Kami sama's voice anymore.

"Eh? Kami sama Hell-o?"

I called out, but there wasn't any answer. Just what was that? Was I having Auditory hallucination? But I heard it clearly… ….that was really Kami sama...

"That was Kami sama!"

As a long time believer I was in shock for a while.

When I got over the shock of meeting Kami sama, I tried moving to see if I could.

My body doesn't move.

I thought I was tied up, but it doesn't seem that simple.

My body feels strange. First I don't have any feeling in my hands and feet. No, in the first place, everything besides them feel strange.

"No eyelids. Eyes… …. but I can see?"

I looked down at my body. I was a little uneasy, but I could move my gaze.

".. … I...I really am a sword..."

In my line of sight, lodged inside the soul of my current wielder...whoever he is..., was a sword...my current body...

For some reason, my body is a sword, and I understand it is natural. The situation is beyond the scope of my understanding. But even so, if a sword = myself, without a doubt, I understood it.

Looking at my form there was Eyes――ish thing, is in the sword's foundation.

"I really did die… … and got reincarnated as a sacred gear sword?"

What second-rate light novel is this?. I want to think that this is a dream, but I can't pinch my cheeks with this body.

My body is a blade, that pierces the pedestal that is my current host soul, is something I understood. It was different from the feeling of touching skin, there was some feeling of warmth from being pierced in my wielder's soul.

"Another world?"

"Usually, when it's a light novel of a different world reincarnation thing, there's usually a cheat ability."

Would I who reincarnated as a Sacred gear (sword), in the first place be able to handle a skill?

"In the animes and games the classic reincarnation cheat is appraisal but… … . Oh, seriously?"

Somehow there seems to have been a convenient development in our circumstances.

I was safely able to confirm my status.

Name: Lost

Wielder Registrant: None

Race: Sentient Sacred Gear

Attack:B Dark based attacks: E- Light based attacks: A++ Durability: S

Fire based attacks: B Frost based attacks: D Lightning based attacks: C+

Skills

Appraisal, Self-Repair, Self-Evolving, Self-Modifying, Telekinesis, Telepathy, Skill Sharing, God's luck, Dragon slayer, Pocket Dimension.

Self-Repair: It repairs damage done to the weapon automatically. Unless it's been completely destroyed, reconstruction is possible.

Self-Evolution: Evolve and gain more skills with the wielder as he/she grows.

Self-Modification: Alters oneself, and optimizes it.

Telekinesis: Using miracles, one can manipulate an object without using my body.

Telepathy: Using God's bestowal, one can speak to another person's mind. Bypassing language, wielder must be contacted first for usage.

Wielder Recovery: heals the wielder overtime during battle evolve as the wielder grows stronger.

Skill Share: With the registered wielder, it's possible to give them a skill.

Miracle: Let faith fuel your power. Proof of God's grace to humanity.

I might be really amazing? At the least, I'm not some weak sacred gear. I might have the ability to be classified as a rare or unique class sacred gear. However, why is my name unknown? Is appraisal too low leveled or is it not from the original?

God's luck: God looks at you favorably on your activities. grants success on task that require chance.

Dragon slayer:Deals heavy damage to dragons.

Pocket Dimension: storage for valuables.

Well, I don't understand it too well, but it's fine for now.

I'll get my name back eventually like all badass protagonist do.

Next is to check my appearance. My blade is a mysterious white metal that shines, with a red lines, and even at a first look it's very beautiful.

But that's self praise, but no matter how you look at it, it's not a ordinary mass-produced item. I think the sword is of considerable value. But, I don't know how strong an attack power of B is. The possibility that the sword is just some very expensive ornament isn't zero. However, because of the skills, I don't think that's so.

If I was, that would be the worst. If I was just some rich sword, I would plunge myself into a furnace and just melt away.

However, my appearance is gorgeous sword. If this was an RPG, it would be the equivalent of the appearance of a mysterious figure.

In my mind, I made a sigh.

Im awesome as sword but It doesn't mean that I was good looking when I was alive. That being said, I wasn't ugly enough to stand out. I was a minor character that was everywhere. So, I don't have any lingering attraction to my previous body when I was alive. Rather, even after reincarnating, I didn't have any desire to go back to my old 's not like a girl would want me in that form anyway... So Instead, It was my wish to be human again with a more awesome body.

That said, why did I become a sword of all things. A Sword!.

Now, I can't eat foods or play games either. I can't even get rid of my virginity.

Is, is that so. If it's me the fact that I'm a sage is decided! Another life where I must live carrying this burden.

"…"

I'm in despair. If I had arms and legs I would be throwing them down to the ground in sadness.

...1000 years later...

How long was I feeling depressed for, even I don't know. Was it 5 minutes or 100 years? During the time that I was sad, it seems I became something silly..

"Now because I'm a Sacred gear, I don't need to worry about such a thing right? Anyhow, I'm a sword who cares right?."

Besides, if I didn't reincarnate, I would have died on the spot. When thinking about it carefully, I might actually be quite lucky. Even though I died, I am still able to be conscious in this way.

That sounds right to me. Not everyone has the experience of becoming a sword. If I don't have fun, isn't that a failure?

If that's what I believe, I think I've made a breakthrough. Isn't that not escapism?

An unexpected second life. Well, a sword life. I might as well aim for the summit of the strongest Sacred gear. It might be better that way.

What's the top as a Sacred gear? Well, having someone use me is the most important, I'm out of the question. For example. A hero? But the sword of a hero goes through many hardships. I would fight against the Maou. Depending on the situation I might get broken. That means in the end I would need Kami sama to repair me which is out of the question since he is gone for good now. Also, the hero might be a fool spouting about justice with hot defined muscles. Probably a handsome guy. The exact opposite of me. To be honest, I don't think we would get along well.

I might as well be used by a woman. It's best if she's pretty, nor should she be clumsy. That's several levels better than a muscle-brained hero.

After that, when her skill with the sword has peaked. And she becomes a brilliant swordsman, using me of course to mow down enemies, and becoming a hero. me her beloved sword will be recorded inside textbooks like excalibur for several hundred of years later...

"Fwah I want a woman to wield me so bad!" I scream inside my host.

… … Well, if it's just a goal it's easy if I'm just saying it. But making it a reality is another thing...,Do I need to make a major compromise and just be wielded by this man for now?

Sigh... For now, lets just pear into my host's consciousness... I still need to contact him into using me.

...Several decades later...

Are all my wielders retarted?! they don't hear my calls at all!