[Pick me up, human! Don't waste your time and pick me up! You won't ever regret picking me up!]
Imagine if you heard a slightly hoarse and deep voice in your head saying that to you. The screaming aside, the demanding attitude is irritating; it feels like hearing an annoying grandfather I have never had.
"I think I am going to pass this chance." I shake my head faintly as I look at Valeria. "I don't see the future where I can tolerate this loud half sentient sword."
[What do you mean half sentient?! I am a hundred percent sentient Relic!]
"Oh, so you can hear it?" Valeria looks at me in wonderment. "The last person I know who could hear this Relic had fallen ten years ago. It's a surprise that you become another person who can hear it."
"Does this mean I am exceptional or this Relic is just crappy?"
"A little bit of both, I guess?"
[I am not crappy!]
"Geez! How can I stop this useless piece of metal from talking?"
