( [private to self || unhackable] )

( [private to self || unhackable] )

The ticking grows pervasive and tiresome. However, it is not lost on me that it dissipates and perhaps disappears during conversation. A warning, perhaps, that our time here is not meant to be spent idly ( Read more... )

It was carelessness on my part to believe that the shogunate intended the Itto-ryu as their koukenjo-the official school of swordsmanship for the Bakufu. I did not create my Itto-ryu to lord over shiftless ronin. However, to fail to seize this chance would thwart my grandfather’s ambition, and thus, I took it ( Read more... )

Heh.

Despite the tetanus piercing my muscles, locking my jaw, I took up the sword of my kabutsuchi.

It ended with one strike.

Who is responsible for this sorcery?

Who has willingly brought a challenge onto himself to face me, Anotsu Kagehisa, knowing that to do so will fare death onto himself?

If one or more wish to face me, step forward, and feel the might of my axe. You shall not be spared.