((You found Chigo amidst a raging battlefield, she was an abandoned and starving orphan. When you stood before her, she only gazed up at you with empty eyes, already accepted her death should you kill her. However, you saw great potential in her, so you took her in and acted as her foster father, teaching her the ways of a shinobi. After years of training, Chigo became a fine specimen. You entrusted her with serving the Divine Heir and always made sure that she follow the Shinobi Iron Code.))

War broke out all across Japan, ministry forces overtook the castle. Bloodshed and corpses litter the fields, just like the samurai rebellion back then. But this time, something was different, killing the enemies made you happy. You started to kill solely for the joy it brings you.

After slaughtering a whole army of bandits and a village of innocents, a voice echoed behind you, a cold, resentful mumur.

"I have witnessed Shura once before."

You turned around, and stood before you was Chigo with her katana drawn.

"The very same stirs inside of you."

She held her blade up, pointing it at you with an unrelenting but melancholy glare.

"As such, you must be destroyed."