imagine a personified weapon in a human was born to literally be your partner forged in another realm by select few blacksmiths trained to use dolls called ouricka's and orcs with the leftover energy of long-dead master swordsmen

  the doll, of course, is blank and it's up to the receiver of said humanoid weapon to imagine what she looks like it can be anyone from any form of media books cartoons anime anything that is the world in which we now live, oh and there are giant invisible monsters wanting to eat all of us are you ready young wielder to pick up the sword and defend humanity from these dark beasts and dark wielders?

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