Itto/Death

What Death Made Me

Dharma: Devil Tiger Direction: East Chi Balance: Yang Number: 2 Court: Autumn Lotus Wu: None xxxxx What I left behind was a legacy, a legacy I built with my own hands, a legacy in which I put my blood, sweat and tears into accomplishing and was finally given in my waning years. My death was not one of many who lived by the sword, no, mine was due to old age and when your heart can no longer take the pleasure it was receiving from your second wife. I was sent to a prison of eternal darkness, Yomi, there I wandered hounded by demons and other souls, the sounds of suffering echo in the night remind you that you were in hell. I never once begrudged my place, I knew where I was going the moment I picked up a sword, so I did not fear where I was but I did not enjoy it either. Ages past in that darkness before one of those among the Song of Shadow visited me to inform me of the passing of the last of my decedents. The last son and daughter of my lineage were callously killed for no other reason than for want and this alone brought the anger needed to see me rise from Hell and into a body not my own. xxxxx I have risen and found my home among the Heavenly Devils and now follow the path of vengeance to end the man who killed the last of my lineage off. Since my education and second breath I have tracked the movement of my target, found where he has fled and followed him to his place of hiding. Prospect, beautiful name, but what I will do within it to this man is anything but beautiful. Every moment I exist is fueled by this rage to end him, but it won’t be a quick end, I will savior every bit of the torment I bring him, every ounce of pain he suffers I will devour. When he thinks he is about to die, I will offer that hope of sweet release before him like a carrot to a donkey than rip it away to make him suffer more. I hear the screams of my lineage, of the last son and daughter of Ogami and I will give them what they want, -Vengence-.