December 5th, 1417.

Two twin siblings spar with wooden swords. One brother, one sister. The brother was sun breather, he used the sun’s heat to guide his blade. The sister was a moon breather, using the moon’s shine to twist it deep. Both born of the same mother, both raised in the same house. Both with equal blood, both with different strengths.

One was given the talent, the other trained to perfection. Yet the sun will forever out shine the moon no matter how big it shows.

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“That’s the six suitor you’ve turned down O nēchan, Father won’t be happy to hear this.” Yoriichi informed his older sister. Despite being the same age, they were hours apart. “Mother wants to see you settle down, and she’ll keep looking for husbands until you say yes.” He commented, sitting down beside her on the outside porch as the twins look over the soft snow falling down.