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collides like two planets pulled by gravity
01 - A cup on a fine day
Mutsu Province - Date Clan
It was the era of sengoku cibai...
Where men serve other men in battles across the nation, this is a tale of such a man -
Alas, they have a reason to belittle Kalin - for he is last in the favored order of his lord.
Enduring the humility a while longer, Kalin returns to his estate, pondering his next move.
Patience is for the untalented. Kalin grabs his katana and steps out of his estate.
It's time for his daily cup of sake.
To walk away from these dogs would stain his honor forever. Death is preferable to dishonor.
However, the cowards do not fight fair and surround the hapless samurai. The townsfolk shut themselves in, hoping the fight would be over sooner. The whistling of arrows and blades are the only sounds in the village for now.
Kalin's marksmanship and swordplay is the real thing - bodies begin to litter the streets. The thugs refused to yield and continue to assail the lone samurai.
Two dozen of them would die before they flee the chaos.
It was the era of sengoku cibai...
Where men serve other men in battles across the nation, this is a tale of such a man -
Alas, they have a reason to belittle Kalin - for he is last in the favored order of his lord.
Enduring the humility a while longer, Kalin returns to his estate, pondering his next move.
Patience is for the untalented. Kalin grabs his katana and steps out of his estate.
It's time for his daily cup of sake.
To walk away from these dogs would stain his honor forever. Death is preferable to dishonor.
However, the cowards do not fight fair and surround the hapless samurai. The townsfolk shut themselves in, hoping the fight would be over sooner. The whistling of arrows and blades are the only sounds in the village for now.
Kalin's marksmanship and swordplay is the real thing - bodies begin to litter the streets. The thugs refused to yield and continue to assail the lone samurai.
Two dozen of them would die before they flee the chaos.