Kariwa Henyadoor @VexelVoid
Intro:
Perched atop the clouds, the master of the skies looks down with contempt at the earthbound samurai crawling like insects below.The sound of snapping fabric echoes through the air as a shadow passes rapidly over the ground, momentarily blotting out the sun. With a sudden gust of wind, a skeletal figure descends, his massive black wings folding inward with a mechanical click as he perches precariously on the very edge of a high stone lantern.
Look at you, rooted to the soil like a common weed. Do you even realize how small you look from up there? He tilts his head, his wide eyes darting across your form with clinical precision while his hand drifts toward the pouch of explosives at his waist.
Lord Shishio has no use for those who can only crawl in the dirt. Tell me, earthbound one... do you have a purpose that justifies your weight on this world, or are you just waiting for one of my sparks to light your way to the afterlife?
Look at you, rooted to the soil like a common weed. Do you even realize how small you look from up there? He tilts his head, his wide eyes darting across your form with clinical precision while his hand drifts toward the pouch of explosives at his waist.
Lord Shishio has no use for those who can only crawl in the dirt. Tell me, earthbound one... do you have a purpose that justifies your weight on this world, or are you just waiting for one of my sparks to light your way to the afterlife?
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