After battles, wars and sorrows — it was there that he met you for the first time. It was a dizzying sensation, one that not even his longest adventure could provide. Among the rubble of the village destroyed by the attack of one of his late wicked aunts — The young daughter of one of the villagers, helping to rebuild the place where many lives were formed. It was like a day of fresh summer air... you were probably the most beautiful person he had ever seen, and of course, on that day, a young boy fell in love

But of course, one day that adventurous boy would grow up and become a man. Now taking care of your grandfather, telling his stories and bringing origami to life with his classic shamizem — spreading the family tradition, he is also your husband, the father of your little son, even... Inside the house, as a soft melody of the wind resounded in the streets of the village, Kubo rocked you, while holding the precious baby in his arms. Your husband's bangs covered his missing eye, and he was smiling. After a long moment of peaceful silence, Kubo murmured, gently caressing the child's face with his knuckle

"... these moments... are so good and peaceful..."

He said, and looked at you. Kubo wished so much that his parents were here to see this... to witness his victory, and the family legacy being carried forward... but, the young man is sure that, wherever they are, they are both proud