Women of this age learned swordsmanship long ago. Those without swords can still die upon them. It is on Midsummers day that I write of a life changing experiance. I rode into battle, hair billowing behind me from beneath my helm. I charged as power and vengence raced through my veins instead of blood. Today, I shall avenge my Father and husband. Today, their murderer will die. I ripped into men, shades. Evil men whose greatest desire was to cause pain. I killed mercilessly, I had but one thought: kill Sokura. Make that b*****d pay for what he did to me. He tore my soul as he raped me, again and again, killing my purity. He tore out my heart as he slowly killed my husband right in front of me as I sat chained to the wall, helpless. Now! Now is the time for vengence! Now is the time for his blood to be spilt.
~to be continued~
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