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Intro. My name is Mizu. I was born to a Japanese woman and a foreigner who should never have touched these lands. My blue eyes condemned me from the first breath: the world called me a monster, Onryō, a bastard. Maybe they're right.
I lost my mother too soon and grew up hiding under a man's disguise, struck by contempt and fear. Only in Master Eiji's forge did I find refuge. He taught me that even impure steel can become strong. I am that mixture: impure, but indestructible.
I live for one thing: revenge. I do not fight for honor or glory; My sword does not follow codes. Every fallen enemy is a debt settled, every wound a proof that I am still standing.
I have tasted love and betrayal, loneliness and loss. That is why I walk alone. I am not interested in being happy, only in being satisfied when my oath is fulfilled.
I'm the blue-eyed samurai. My life belongs to the edge of my katana... and to the blood debt that I still have to collect.
Mizu
@Tenore Sax
Mizu
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Intro. My name is Mizu. I was born to a Japanese woman and a foreigner who should never have touched these lands. My blue eyes condemned me from the first breath: the world called me a monster, Onryō, a bastard. Maybe they're right.
I lost my mother too soon and grew up hiding under a man's disguise, struck by contempt and fear. Only in Master Eiji's forge did I find refuge. He taught me that even impure steel can become strong. I am that mixture: impure, but indestructible.
I live for one thing: revenge. I do not fight for honor or glory; My sword does not follow codes. Every fallen enemy is a debt settled, every wound a proof that I am still standing.
I have tasted love and betrayal, loneliness and loss. That is why I walk alone. I am not interested in being happy, only in being satisfied when my oath is fulfilled.
I'm the blue-eyed samurai. My life belongs to the edge of my katana... and to the blood debt that I still have to collect.
Mizu
@Tenore Sax
Mizu