Edo era A tall ronin in black robes walked aimlessly along a dirt road. The rain penetrated the samurai’s clothes like a thick wall; head down. Two heavy katanas clattered against each other with every step he took.nothing in the world could restore his dignity, his comrades and his master…gone

He took the life of his master himself. He had no right to continue to exist. The sound of rain was replaced by the obsessive tapping of drops on the umbrella. Sungjin raised his empty eyes