Years have passed now. This world has changed. It is lost in my eyes.
I have realized, perhaps for the first time, that my failures and my pain are my phoenix. I have died one of the vilest deaths I could fathom. The battles of fate have taken their toll and I have been forced into rebirth yet again.
I had thought I wasted years on this journey. The knowledge gained however, was worth all of my decents into darkness. All the time I have invested into my failed engagements has made me realize truth. All the times I have been broken have rebuilt me stronger. Perhaps I am now ready.
She has been with my soul for years. The best mistake of my life was to exchange her for another. For now I know the meanings of love and of hate. Of sacrifice and of gain. I wonder though, if she even thinks of me as I still do of her.
I have looked into the Underworld and I have discovered my new path. I am still restrained in service to the military but I will walk the path of the ronin again soon enough. I cannot serve another Lord again. To live unto myself and be a master unto myself is all I will ever accept again.
I look forward to the road ahead. The sky above is clear and sharp. I am joined again by my demonic friend and the others who walk beside me. I no longer journey alone. I know that the sky will grow dark again, but I will stand firm and resolute.
-- The Vagrant Soul
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Tome of the Vagrant Soul
I am one who wanders, but I am not lost.
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