Mistplitter's Reflection

"The gift of the Shogun to her Hatamoto (High ranking samurai), it's said that this blade could take the authority of the lightning and part the mountain fog of the night."

"Once, it shattered into over a thousand pieces. After it was reforged, the blade of the katana was left streaks that looked like the passing clouds."

"In the nursery rhyme, [Otemon Arataki, Yu-no-Iwakura, Choda Kitain, Kirisetsu Takane], warrior children listed the famous warrior in history side by side, in that, [Kirisetsu (mist splitter) Takane] was him."

"He once walked with other legendary figures, and with his secret sword [Kirisetsu (mist splitter)], he defeated many monsters and corrupted gods."

“He also learned the art of archery from the Yogo-Tengus, and taught that archery to the person he liked."

"But the secret sword Kirisetsu had no inheritor, and it exists only in words, paintings, and nursery rhymes now."

"In the last moments of his life, he served as the Yoriki of the Shogun in their expedition against that dark force"

"If he didn't leave his beloved bow by her side as the stake of their bet, maybe things would've been different"

"But true gamblers can regret no matter what. Never hanging onto the [what if], and never regretting [alternatively]."

"If enemies swarm by like a thick fog, then he just needed to use the technique that would part the mountain fog of the night."

"If he swung fast enough, then maybe he could part the pitch-black fog and see the light once again-"

"[Asase, my promise with you... no, this grand bet that will end all bets, I will not lose]"

"[I will return. And along with the bow I left with you, I will take the future I've won!]"

"Like the lightning that never ends, he and Kirisetsu defeated many monsters."

"But in the end, the sword was not as strong as the will of the swordsman, and slowly shattered."

"The pitch-black fog overtook him too in the end..."

"Afterwards, only parts of the broken blade was salvaged and reforged to take on the name of Kirisetsu"

"Gripping his broken hilt like gripping a spider string in the total darkness, the warrior continued to tell himself stubbornly in the pitch-black fog:"

"The results of the bet are not set in stone, I must return to Asase's side..."