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*'''Naoe:''' ''Not a place for a book of this quality.'' | *'''Naoe:''' ''Not a place for a book of this quality.'' | ||
{{IUNote|Title=Tale of the Oni Samurai|Text=Though written accounts have been lost, it is very well known to the people of the region that Renjiro Yamaoka had, in all respects, discharged his duty with honor and outstanding skill.<br><br>Yet a true accounting of his exploits in service to his master has been corrupted by the legions of lesser men who profited from the hysteria wrought by his son Kazan. Though a thousand mouths have spoken words claiming their veracity, it is my aim to make the truest telling of the tale of Kazan Yamaoka.<br><br>Despite a tenuous calm that had settled in many populated parts, petty chaos continued to ravage the countryside in the region surrounding the Yamaoka lands. Thieves went unpunished and wastrels masqueraded as samurai, killing for pleasure. The old samurai, Renjiro Yamaoka, lamented the fall of his noble class. It angered him not only that the land was unsafe, but that his age prevented him from taking up his katana to defend the honor of the samurai and bring about peace.<br><br>This anger was shared by, and burned even more intensely in the heart of, his son Kazan, who longed to prove himself to his father. He wanted to restore the standing of the samurai, tarnished by the worthless men for whom honor meant nothing.<br><br>It is unknown if any outrage in particular spurred Kazan to action, but a day came when he took up his father's sword and set out to make the world right in his eyes. One after another, many men fell beneath his blade. As his toll grew, so did his viciousness. His killings took on an aspect of macabre cruelty and humiliation, as if he intended a greater warning to others with each subsequent outrage. Rumors of an avenging Oni stalking the land spread amongst the country folk.<br><br>Ast eh rain pelted his gore-encrusted armor one night, a lone samurai stepped out into his path. Kazan could see this was no imposter. Here was a true samurai. He called out to the stranger, "You are not my enemy. The honor of the samurai is a duty we share." His words seemed to assuage the stranger, as his stance softened slightly, but he quickly regained his resolve and raised his katana (sword) with intent. "You share no honor of mine." He replied, somewhat shakily to | {{IUNote|Title=Tale of the Oni Samurai|Text=Though written accounts have been lost, it is very well known to the people of the region that Renjiro Yamaoka had, in all respects, discharged his duty with honor and outstanding skill.<br><br>Yet a true accounting of his exploits in service to his master has been corrupted by the legions of lesser men who profited from the hysteria wrought by his son Kazan. Though a thousand mouths have spoken words claiming their veracity, it is my aim to make the truest telling of the tale of Kazan Yamaoka.<br><br>Despite a tenuous calm that had settled in many populated parts, petty chaos continued to ravage the countryside in the region surrounding the Yamaoka lands. Thieves went unpunished and wastrels masqueraded as samurai, killing for pleasure. The old samurai, Renjiro Yamaoka, lamented the fall of his noble class. It angered him not only that the land was unsafe, but that his age prevented him from taking up his katana to defend the honor of the samurai and bring about peace.<br><br>This anger was shared by, and burned even more intensely in the heart of, his son Kazan, who longed to prove himself to his father. He wanted to restore the standing of the samurai, tarnished by the worthless men for whom honor meant nothing.<br><br>It is unknown if any outrage in particular spurred Kazan to action, but a day came when he took up his father's sword and set out to make the world right in his eyes. One after another, many men fell beneath his blade. As his toll grew, so did his viciousness. His killings took on an aspect of macabre cruelty and humiliation, as if he intended a greater warning to others with each subsequent outrage. Rumors of an avenging Oni stalking the land spread amongst the country folk.<br><br>Ast eh rain pelted his gore-encrusted armor one night, a lone samurai stepped out into his path. Kazan could see this was no imposter. Here was a true samurai. He called out to the stranger, "You are not my enemy. The honor of the samurai is a duty we share." His words seemed to assuage the stranger, as his stance softened slightly, but he quickly regained his resolve and raised his katana (sword) with intent. "You share no honor of mine." He replied, somewhat shakily to Kazan's ear. They engaged. And though for a time Kazan felt he may indeed have more trouble than expected, he ultimately prevailed.<br><br>Yet the downed samurai would not relent. He could not stand, but still he raised his katana (sword) and spat blood. Kazan pushed the katana (sword) away and bent to remove the samurai's helmet, intending to deliver a killing blow, only to recognize the face of his own father. It was then that the elderly samurai delivered a killing blow to himself, with a look of savage disgust.<br><br>Kazan, rent to his core with shame and fury, roared to the sky over the corpse of his disapproving father. When at last his breath was exhausted, he opened his blood-reddened eyes, and they were no longer the eyes of Kazan Yamaoka.<br><br>Before he could get to his feed, half a dozen harvesting forks pierced his heart. Accompanied by the searing pain, he heard the shouts of the men of his own village. Men he grew up with worked the fields with, drank sake with; they were the ones to honor his father by taking his life and ending Kazan's merciless campaign of blood.<br><br>Soon, those closed to the warm stench of slaughter began to choke on a black mist far fouler than a hundred rotting corpses. Despite the frenzy, the mob's carnage gave way to the thickening smoke, and they receded to reveal that Kazan was gone, seemingly dispersed into the wind along with the black fumes.<br><br>These are events to which I cannot attest but which conform most consistently to the accounts of the ones purporting to know. The similarities I offer as my best efforts of corroboration. None my know what truly transpired.<br><br>Talk of him still mingles on the sake-loosened tongues of farm-folk in many quarters. Some claim Kazan has since been disfigured by rage and unearthly malevolence. None have seen him and lived it seems, for each account is preceded by "I hear…" None can be trusted.<br><br>Be wary upon your travels,<br><br>H. L.}} | ||
*'''Naoe:''' ''The story of a killer taken harshly by death and put to an even darker purpose. The Oni.'' | *'''Naoe:''' ''The story of a killer taken harshly by death and put to an even darker purpose. The Oni.'' | ||
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Vision of the Realms was a virtual representation of one of Fujibayashi Naoe and Yasuke's genetic memories, relived through the Animus EGO.[1]
Description
Tomiko asked for help in locating a missing scout.
Outcome
Following the investigation of Akashi, Yasuke and Naoe find themselves seemingly transported elsewhere.