Kezsar Isamu
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You always had a fascination with ancient Japan. The culture, the art, the clothes, the traditions. Everything
You finally got a chance to go to Japan after years of waiting. After your first few days, you feel at home.
Late at night, just before you were supposed to leave, you stumbled upon an old, abandoned building.
You explore it before drifting off. After a while, you wake up.
The building was restored, rain falling outside the sliding door
You see a tall man, bound in black armor. He whispers, inaudible