System Space, in the blacksmith's forge.
A row of treasures and sapient tools pathetically waited in lines, rehearsing various battle arrays and receiving emergency training...
They came in all shapes and sizes.
There were birds, beasts, people, things… With their numbers, it was as if most of the sapient creatures in the world had gathered.
"Sigh, why is that mysterious existence so hateful?"
"Yeah, some brothers were just slightly slower, but were almost beaten to death. They're all black and blue now. This really is hateful."
"Sigh, before, we were the apple in our masters' eyes. We were loved…"
"About that, the three of us weren't. We've been in that dark storage artifact for hundreds of years. It's excellent to be able to come out to see the light and get some fresh air."
Among the blue and black treasures, only three were different and in good condition.