[ This Kashuu says it as fact, cold and without emotion. It's the gaze of a sword who has seen too many battles, a sword who has lost too many people. He raises a hand and they're taken back to the scene at the end of their first dragon fight.
Watching the scene together in third person, they watch Kashuu chase after Kanesada. Except, they draw closer to the sword being chased. These are his moments before Kashuu found him in the snow.
Kanesada, full of so much unsettled rage and sorrow, finds the dragon that took kunihiro's life. He was victorious, but it didn't bring the waki back. The sword in his hand rattles as he bites back the words, these are the words that should be condemned by the Touken Ranbu. The past is the past and they must look into the future.
"Bring him back... Bring him back!"
And Kanesada, knowing well Kunihiro will not return, starts carving this dragon corpse. Mutilating beyond recognition. He loses his mind, himself, and he is no longer Kanesada. ]
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[ This Kashuu says it as fact, cold and without emotion. It's the gaze of a sword who has seen too many battles, a sword who has lost too many people. He raises a hand and they're taken back to the scene at the end of their first dragon fight.
Watching the scene together in third person, they watch Kashuu chase after Kanesada. Except, they draw closer to the sword being chased. These are his moments before Kashuu found him in the snow.
Kanesada, full of so much unsettled rage and sorrow, finds the dragon that took kunihiro's life. He was victorious, but it didn't bring the waki back. The sword in his hand rattles as he bites back the words, these are the words that should be condemned by the Touken Ranbu. The past is the past and they must look into the future.
"Bring him back... Bring him back!"
And Kanesada, knowing well Kunihiro will not return, starts carving this dragon corpse. Mutilating beyond recognition. He loses his mind, himself, and he is no longer Kanesada. ]
Is this living?