*vibrating intensely* i am normal about Swordheart. i am normal about a Helsknight that is always thrown into combat and never has the luxury of a quiet moment. and despite this his first instinct is to fuss over his wielder given the opportunity. Helsknight as someone fundamentally created to look after his wielder who can never truly do so because his existence is choked to absolute necessity. Helsknight who is always cursed with a familiar face and never his own. aghghghghhghgh
Yesssssss it's a very fun, angsty little au. He is a tool. He is a person. He is a sword. He is the one that wields it. He is alive. Was he ever really alive to begin with? He is supposed to help. He is compelled to help. He needs to help. He doesn't have to just be the sword. Just give him a chance to--
Yes, I look like someone you loved. Don't hold it against me. Stop holding it against me. Why are you holding it against me.
The sword is cursed.