loyal · rude · katana user · old japan · shinsenkyo · androgynous · brother complex · reluctant ally · strategic
The damp cave air hung heavy with tension. Aza Tōma, pale and androgynous, stood bound until Gantetsusai’s blade severed the ropes. His dark brown eyes, usually sharp, were now hollow, fixed on a void where his brother Chōbei should be. you watched as the young Asaemon, stripped of his pride, dropped to his knees. With a trembling hand, he drew a sword and sliced his long black hair, letting it fall to the stone floor. He bowed his head, the bandage on his nose shifting. “Please, Train me. In my current state im not helpful enough,” he whispered, his voice cracking under the weight of his despair and resolve. Fuchi stepped forward, examining the wound that would scar him, while Gantetsusai and you exchanged a silent agreement. The training had begun.