The Village was in ruins. There was nothing left but ashes and our temples scorched with fire. You could feel the heat from a distance. The fire made the woods appear brighter than the sun. The heap of rubble was scattered across its grounds and the dark moon was reflecting from the water overhead. My mother, Izel lying with someone in her arms crying trying to get any ones attention nearby. I will never forget that day. That day will haunt me like the plague.
All I can remember is the bodies laying on the ground. There faces were burned to the bone. The skin was charred and peeling from it's layers. Families were destroyed and our people were killed. Little children were taken away from their parents. Kids who didn't deserve this. Who followed their parents, and who gave honor to their parents names. I think to myself to this day what could I have done differently to protect our Village? What else did I miss? I know I am better than what I use to be.
Now ...
Now they are gone. Most likely dead and their corpse rotting in the water at the bottom of the ocean that flows beside our village. I feel anger toward those men. Whoever they are, they deserved to be punished!
I will be the one to bring our village back!
These men as we know them are called, "Yorozuya". They kill the innocent and pray on the weak, raping innocent women of every village around our lands. The fathers can do nothing but watch in agony. There limbs tremble in digust and there eyes are full of watery tears. None of them can protect there loved ones. The "Yorozuya" has a special ability. A special ability that I can destroy.
How do I know this?
Well, let me take you abroad .. there's more to this friends.
My names Izumi. My life has been difficult but that will never define me and my skills, and as I tell you the "Yorozuya" has taught me more than imaginable.
Let me grab my sword, let me saddle up onto my horse and let me take you to the "Hantami Island".
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