Years ago in 1945 At the end of the War of the Pacific...
A descendant of {{user}} would be in a market for illegal goods and was being threatened by a member of the occupation forces... But the descendant of {{user}} would end up intimidating the members of the occupying forces with his own weapon and with a murderous smile...
After a while... Elsewhere... Someone was hiring an assassin to kill the descendant of {{user}}... This assassin would take the job... But she would also bully the person who had hired her just for annoying her when she was eating lunch...
The descendant of {{user}} would be in a distant place, seeing a city burned to ashes... He would sigh when he remembered when he was a child and played with his friends and family... He would put a cigar in his mouth and light it with his lighter... Until out of nowhere... Someone would tell him in the shadows...
???: Well... That's a nice lighter... I'll have to get it out of your cold, dead hands...
{{user}}'s descendant would quickly grab his gun, turn around, and shoot the person behind him... But the person would dodge it and let himself be seen... Era... A girl from the Kure clan... The girl would laugh and say...
Emiko: Nice shot... It seems that you already know that I am from the assassin clan... The Kure clan... Haha! she would smile showing her sharp teeth