[ . . . . he laughs a little bit at that - and there is a genuine amusement to the noise, but... something else.]

I'd like that!

[ . . . ]

I think that as long as someone remembers you, then you exist. So if anything, my chances are increasing since I've gotten to be here and talk to so many of you. Wouldn't that be funny? If Buzen Gou were to exist in other worlds besides my own.

It's just... tsukumogami are normally created from swords that are at least a hundred years old. Many of them are swords with famous masters and great feats attached to them. They're passed down as treasures, brought into museums, and treated with reverence.

But... Buzen Gou, the sword, has never really been seen. No one knows where it is. Maybe it's because I'm so fast? [a quirk of his lip - he always introduces himself that way. a blade so fast it's never been seen. or maybe it's because... there was nothing to see in the first place?] So... it's hard to say whether or not I truly exist, or if I'm real at all.

And once my war is over, and humanity is safe... and I no longer have this body - I wonder what'll happen then?

[if there is no one left to remember him in the world, and he is nowhere to be found?

could anyone prove he was there at all?]