Itto/Death
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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.
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