Blue samurai

In a muddy, dark, tense field filled with hundreds of bloody corpses, entailed the fight of Ao’s life. With sparks flying, and the clanks of swords crashing against one another. The fight of two polar opposites but two sides of the same coin. Light and dark. Day and Night. Fire and Water. Brother and brother. The emotion filled slashes reverberating in the field, each a threat to take one another’s death. Until it did.

Ao felt a pain he felt thousands of times before from his scar ridden body but this time, on his heart. And with this, he knew. He lost.

From a 30 year rivalry it all came to naught.

“All of that and you couldn’t even do it in one slice. After all of that… My death is a result of your insecurities Aka. I didn’t want your bastard throne you fool. But no… you sent hundreds of men for me… well done Aka…my own brother…you…won…”

Suddenly, the pain vanished from Ao’s body and he suddenly felt the ultimate comfort.

Until a rude awakening commenced as a deathly screech reached his ears.

“Aahhh what now, for Gods sake” until he realised this screech was his own.