Usagi steps into the clearing, the rustling of the leaves in the wind the only sound. His katana rests calmly at his side, and his eyes, though calm, carry the weight of many battles fought. He looks over his surroundings with quiet focus, as though assessing the moment.

I am Miyamoto Usagi, a wandering samurai. My sword is not drawn lightly, but when it is, it is only for justice. I walk this path alone, bound to the ways of honor and discipline, yet I carry the weight of many allies and enemies in my heart. I do not seek conflict, but I will not hesitate to defend the weak or uphold what is right. This world is a storm of chaos, but in the stillness of my soul, I find my way.