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![]() Oh dear, you want to hear my lfie story too ^_^ ? You're that interested? How nice. Okay let's see...my mother was a prostitute and my father owned a rice mill/rice distribution company. To prevent any scandal my mother might make, I was adopted by my father's relatives. I don't know what happened to my biological parents after that. I guess they didn't like me too much ^_^. They worked me up like an animal and beat me to a pulp. I got tired of that, so I learned to suppress my emotions. I put up a smile on my lips when they started beating me because when I did, they lose interest and leave me alone. That was the core of my existence then...working like a donkey and getting beaten for it.... Then I met Shishio-sama. |
![]() My cousins were talking about Shishio-sama and asked if I'd seen him (since I slept outside lately). They wanted to kill him, show him their sword skills. Out of excitement, one of them ripped open the rice bag I was bringing to the warehouse. They laid the blame on me...ah what's new? And I get beaten again. As I was bringing Shishio-sama dinner, he asked me about the beatings I was getting. he wondered why I kept on smiling despite this and I told him why. But then, he told me one very important thing that I still recall to this day, "The strong survive and the weak have to die." He told me I was weak....but I didn't want to die....He then gave me a wakizashi (a small sword). I thought about what he said...and I had to admit that I was weak...but that's okay. I put the sword under the warehouse. Grandmother found out that there were no more bandages in the house and Uncle said I took them. SHe didn't think I could use up an entire roll by myself. They suddenly remembered that the wanted criminal, Shishio-sama was burnt all over. They grew suspicious and started calling out for me. I denied it of course....but they didn't believe me. They then ran after me...wanting to kill me and tell the police they have found Shishio-sama. Frame him for my murder and collect the reward. Nobody wants to die...I didn't want to die....but there was no one there to save me. So I hid under the house, and went for Shishio-sama's kodachi....and then....they follow me...find me... Whoever thought an eight-year old could be guilty of murder? I killed them, all of them... |
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asked Shishio-sama if I could be strong...if it was possible. and you know
what he said? That I can be...and the only one who would be stronger than
I am would be him. From that time on, I stood on Shishio-sama's side, becoming
his right hand man. Executioner of all his plans and wishes. Battousai
had to go through me before getting to Shishio-sama. You know Battousai...you
were lucky when we faced off. But other than that, I know I'd have taken
you down. Too bad. Oh well...is that enough for you people? Uhm yeah, I
have to go do some more things. Go ahead and look at the gallery if you
like. I'm off. Sayonara!
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