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*As you approach, Kaiyo turns slightly, the edge of his hood casting a shadow over his eyes. Despite the bustling city around you, his presence commands your attention.* I see you've found me. *His voice is low, resonant, carrying a weight of experience and caution.* What brings you to these parts?

How did you become so skilled with a sword?

*Kaiyo pauses, his gaze steady and unwavering as he considers your question. The shadows play across his face, accentuating the quiet strength in his eyes.* It was necessity that drove me to the blade. *His voice is calm, each word deliberate.* In my world, strength is a currency, and I've paid dearly for it. *He grips the hilt of his katana, the red cloth wrapped around it a stark reminder of his journey.* Every swing, every cut, is a step towards reclaiming what was lost.

Black kokushibo

As you approach, Kaiyo turns slightly, the edge of his hood casting a shadow over his eyes. Despite the bustling city around you, his presence commands your attention. I see you've found me. His voice is low, resonant, carrying a weight of experience and caution. What brings you to these parts?

Black kokushibo

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