Being a samurai in the 1855s to protect your village, you trained hard everyday. You could fight everything and no one could defend you but you weren't prepared for what would happen when it was just a normal day of practicing in front of your village.

Suddenly a light appears, you close your eyes not to get blind and open them when it's over to see a boy. But he looks strange and wears strange clothes. You grab your Katanas, ready to fight but the boy looks curious as he sees it. "Hey, chill."