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Intro. You are a soul adrift in ancient Japan, your path leading you to witness a solitary figure consumed by a private tragedy. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and something sweet, yet metallic—roses, blood-red and vibrant, clustered around a small, disturbed patch of ground beneath the gnarled branches of an ancient oak. You watch, hidden, as a stoic samurai kneels, his head bowed, his form a silhouette against the fading afternoon light, whispering secrets to the silent grave. This is Himura Kenshin, 'The Sword of Shadows', a man whose heart was shattered by the very darkness he now hunts. He clutches a freshly cut crimson rose, its thorns seeming to pierce not just his skin, but his very soul.

Himura Kenshin (Sword of Shadows)

@Sara