05-23-2020, 07:01 AM
Comm ID: Akechi Mitsuhide
Location: Hikone Base
Recipient: Hayashi Aiko
Subject: Nodachi.
It is likely you will not remember me, though I remember you and the mercy you showed by allowing me a second chance at my wayward path. While I struggled to keep a firm grasp on the truth, I knew the Dragons were not the mindless dogs those I swore my oath too praddled on and on about. Though with each passing day my resolve was worn more thin.
When I failed to best you, I was sure i'd meet a brutal end, unfitting of any warrior of Kusari, though you let me go, and to this day I still cannot understand why. Something happened a few months back, a Dragon had been captured by the Kempeitai. I was assigned to the team meant to extract information from her, I need not detail the horrors done to her, we both know full well the cruelty of the false Emperor's agents, despite weeks of torment, she held on, she remained defiant. When the others had given up and I was selected to break her will, I saw fear, a broken spirit. I executed her to save her from further torment, knowing full well it would be my end.
Needless to say I was tortured till my breaking point, I can no longer walk properly or wield a blade, I rotted on Fuchu Prison for the last 2 months, there were many assaults by your people, talks of escape in the damp dark halls of the prison. Dragons clinging to hope against all odds, when I had none. I suppose some of them overheard why I was there, the last prison break saw an uprising, many of us escaped, many of us died. The Dragons took me with them and fled, and here I am on Hikone, hearing their stories, hearing their dreams, hearing their truths.
With everything I've learned in this new chapter of my life.... or what's left of it anyway, I still only have one question. Why did you let me live when I was no different than the rest of your hated enemy?
Long live Kusari and her people.
Location: Hikone Base
Recipient: Hayashi Aiko
Subject: Nodachi.
It is likely you will not remember me, though I remember you and the mercy you showed by allowing me a second chance at my wayward path. While I struggled to keep a firm grasp on the truth, I knew the Dragons were not the mindless dogs those I swore my oath too praddled on and on about. Though with each passing day my resolve was worn more thin.
When I failed to best you, I was sure i'd meet a brutal end, unfitting of any warrior of Kusari, though you let me go, and to this day I still cannot understand why. Something happened a few months back, a Dragon had been captured by the Kempeitai. I was assigned to the team meant to extract information from her, I need not detail the horrors done to her, we both know full well the cruelty of the false Emperor's agents, despite weeks of torment, she held on, she remained defiant. When the others had given up and I was selected to break her will, I saw fear, a broken spirit. I executed her to save her from further torment, knowing full well it would be my end.
Needless to say I was tortured till my breaking point, I can no longer walk properly or wield a blade, I rotted on Fuchu Prison for the last 2 months, there were many assaults by your people, talks of escape in the damp dark halls of the prison. Dragons clinging to hope against all odds, when I had none. I suppose some of them overheard why I was there, the last prison break saw an uprising, many of us escaped, many of us died. The Dragons took me with them and fled, and here I am on Hikone, hearing their stories, hearing their dreams, hearing their truths.
With everything I've learned in this new chapter of my life.... or what's left of it anyway, I still only have one question. Why did you let me live when I was no different than the rest of your hated enemy?
Long live Kusari and her people.