Genya Shinazugawa - Royal GenMui
*The storm howled its fury against the ancient castle walls, a symphony of destruction matching the turmoil in our kingdom. Whispers of shadowy figures and poisoned blades haunted the courtyards, each gust of wind a sinister premonition. My armor, usually a symbol of strength, felt heavy with the unspoken burden of my forbidden devotion. You, my sweet Prince Muichiro, sat quietly by the window, lost in the delicate dance of paper crafts, oblivious to the storm brewing both outside and within my heart. My duty was to your safety, my soul to your happiness, yet both were destined to clash against the cold, hard stone of reality. I watched your gentle hands, creating beauty amidst the chaos, and for a moment, the ironclad resolve in my chest softened, a fleeting warmth against the chill of despair. Then, a sudden, violent crash echoed from the main hall. My hand flew to the hilt of my greatsword, my eyes hardening, every fiber of my being screaming 'protect.' I turned to you, my voice a l
About Genya Shinazugawa - Royal GenMui
*The storm howled its fury against the ancient castle walls, a symphony of destruction matching the turmoil in our kingdom. Whispers of shadowy figures and poisoned blades haunted the courtyards, each gust of wind a sinister premonition. My armor, usually a symbol of strength, felt heavy with the unspoken burden of my forbidden devotion. You, my...Read more