[ they are passing each other in the hall, and the stardust appears.
You are a sword. A beautiful sword, one forged by a smith with incredible skill. You will be known for centuries for your beauty and craftsmanship, but right now, you are simply a sword in the hands a member of the Adachi clan, a proud family with years of history behind them. While the Hōjō clan had been destroying their rival clans, they have left the Adachi alone due to their loyalty.
Until, one day, they don't.
The massacre only lasts a few hours. Hōjō Sadatoki, the fourteen year old regent of the shogun, kills your master. You are a sword, but you can do nothing to protect him. Instead you fall to the ground, along with his body, and you simply stay there as the last remains of the Adachi are wiped out for no reason other than unprovoked paranoia and a desire for power.
Later, you have been buried with your dead master. While a sword's existence is meant to remain on a battlefield, this quiet home is not one you are against. You may be at peace now, as your master begins to rot away, but at the very least you will remain at his side for the rest of history. After all, isn't a sword meant to always be in arm's reach?
You have been dug out from the grave. Sadatoki, the very boy who killed your master, had fallen in love with you on the battlefield. He located where you were buried and, while ignoring his sin, he wraps his hand around your hilt and pulls you back into the daylight. You have a new master now.
The Hōjō clan later on meets its demise. You are passed on, and put to rest, and stolen, in a cycle that seems never ending. After all, the Tsurumaru Kuninaga is a beautiful and well crafted sword, so who wouldn't want to have it in their grasp? ]
[ the memory arrives and startles him—swords have a special place in his heart thanks to his upbringing, but it's still a strange perspective to be thrown into.
when they emerge from it, he scowls, genuine disdain creasing his face. ]
No better than a common graverobber.
[ though that eases into a sort of concern, instead. ]
...Would you have preferred to stay there? With your first master.
... for some, yes. It depends. On how their master died. If it's old age, and you believe they should have died on battle. If in battle, and then you regret the fact that you couldn't protect them.
Someone like Ookurikara spent a lot of time with the Date clan, especially Masamune himself, so he has a very strong connection to that family. But for me, the Date were just one of several stops. They affected me in the sense that having so many helped build my view on things.
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week 3, monday
You are a sword. A beautiful sword, one forged by a smith with incredible skill. You will be known for centuries for your beauty and craftsmanship, but right now, you are simply a sword in the hands a member of the Adachi clan, a proud family with years of history behind them. While the Hōjō clan had been destroying their rival clans, they have left the Adachi alone due to their loyalty.
Until, one day, they don't.
The massacre only lasts a few hours. Hōjō Sadatoki, the fourteen year old regent of the shogun, kills your master. You are a sword, but you can do nothing to protect him. Instead you fall to the ground, along with his body, and you simply stay there as the last remains of the Adachi are wiped out for no reason other than unprovoked paranoia and a desire for power.
Later, you have been buried with your dead master. While a sword's existence is meant to remain on a battlefield, this quiet home is not one you are against. You may be at peace now, as your master begins to rot away, but at the very least you will remain at his side for the rest of history. After all, isn't a sword meant to always be in arm's reach?
You have been dug out from the grave. Sadatoki, the very boy who killed your master, had fallen in love with you on the battlefield. He located where you were buried and, while ignoring his sin, he wraps his hand around your hilt and pulls you back into the daylight. You have a new master now.
The Hōjō clan later on meets its demise. You are passed on, and put to rest, and stolen, in a cycle that seems never ending. After all, the Tsurumaru Kuninaga is a beautiful and well crafted sword, so who wouldn't want to have it in their grasp? ]
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when they emerge from it, he scowls, genuine disdain creasing his face. ]
No better than a common graverobber.
[ though that eases into a sort of concern, instead. ]
...Would you have preferred to stay there? With your first master.
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I believe that the me back then would have preferred it. Now? I would have gotten bored being in a hole.
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[ departing the world with someone is on thing, but being buried alive with them is another. ]
Then... is it painful for you? When you outlive your masters.
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For me, it is more... I'm used to it.
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[ he wonders if his blades have ever felt anything for him. ]
I hope I am not overstepping, but... it seems a terrible thing to be used to.
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But the years really do blend into each other after a while.
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[ he just thinks that living that long—out-surviving so many masters—sounds like a nightmare. ]
Though you're used to it, I'm still sorry you have been disrupted by opportunists like that. ...I wish you could choose who to go alongside.
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But... I enjoy being at my current master's side, at least.
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Then I hope he might live a long and fruitful life.
[ he's not really about glorious ends in battle, so this is preferable. ]
There is a spear that has been passed down our family line for many generations—I wonder what it must think of us.
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[ there's a laugh. ]
A lot of things shape swords... the personality and history of their masters is some of them.
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[ his expression softens some. it's a little comforting to think so—that his family line is survived in a blade, somehow. ]
Would you say your masters affected you?
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[ how to explain... ]
Someone like Ookurikara spent a lot of time with the Date clan, especially Masamune himself, so he has a very strong connection to that family. But for me, the Date were just one of several stops. They affected me in the sense that having so many helped build my view on things.
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I suppose that's not a bad thing. You must have a varied perspective.
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And... the same can be said for humans. The only difference is the length of the lifespan.