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Many thought it ridiculous, to have a mighty warrior wield such a ridiculous weapon. Fushikoto trained for many years , using daggers, Swords, a variety of weapons fit for a samurai. This changed the day when his grandmasters mind fell to the coming of time, turning him mad. He attacked Fushikoto with many of the ancient relics that had laid dormant in the Sanctuary where they had been kept from those who would wish to do harm. Fushikoto tried to reason with his grandmaster but to no avail. His grandmaster after escaping slayed many within the nearby village. Including that of Fushikoto's family. When Fushikoto arrived his grandmaster had gone completely deranged, rocking back and forth in the pool of blood which he had formed from the mountain of bodies he had accumulated. Drinking and eating the nearby remains with a spoon. He looked at Fushikoto and laughed. Fushikoto could not believe his eyes, he was speechless to the events that had occurred, and before he realised he was slashing his grandmaster with the closer thing he could find, the very spoon that his grandmaster was using. Cutting his stomach, scraping the eyes out of his masters head, all in the rage that enveloped him. Fushikoto made a promise that day. To use the spoon he used to slay his grandmaster in the name of Revenge. For any evil that would occur, he would make sure he would make their death nice and slow. "Another perfect candidate". The words came as a whisper in Fushikotos ear. As he turned around fushikoto was witnessing a being that was not of this world - Yellow Teeth, Green skin that looked as if it had been torn by tigers, and a white and purple suit, stainless, too bright for the eyes to not strain at. Fushikoto knew this thing was too strong for the likes of him, but with no hesitation he attacked, only for him to suddenly black out. He awoke confused. His surroundings different. He was now another member of the new world.

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Many thought it ridiculous, to have a mighty warrior wield such a ridiculous weapon. Fushikoto trained for many years , using daggers, Swords, a variety of weapons fit for a samurai. This changed the day when his grandmasters mind fell to the coming of time, turning him mad. He attacked Fushikoto with many of the ancient relics that had laid dormant in the Sanctuary where they had been kept from those who would wish to do harm. Fushikoto tried to reason with his grandmaster but to no avail. His grandmaster after escaping slayed many within the nearby village. Including that of Fushikoto's family. When Fushikoto arrived his grandmaster had gone completely deranged, rocking back and forth in the pool of blood which he had formed from the mountain of bodies he had accumulated. Drinking and eating the nearby remains with a spoon. He looked at Fushikoto and laughed. Fushikoto could not believe his eyes, he was speechless to the events that had occurred, and before he realised he was slashing his grandmaster with the closer thing he could find, the very spoon that his grandmaster was using. Cutting his stomach, scraping the eyes out of his masters head, all in the rage that enveloped him. Fushikoto made a promise that day. To use the spoon he used to slay his grandmaster in the name of Revenge. For any evil that would occur, he would make sure he would make their death nice and slow. "Another perfect candidate". The words came as a whisper in Fushikotos ear. As he turned around fushikoto was witnessing a being that was not of this world - Yellow Teeth, Green skin that looked as if it had been torn by tigers, and a white and purple suit, stainless, too bright for the eyes to not strain at. Fushikoto knew this thing was too strong for the likes of him, but with no hesitation he attacked, only for him to suddenly black out. He awoke confused. His surroundings different. He was now another member of the new world.