Prologue
Its some many year after the era of samurai and war. A bright age of intelligence and prosperity. The ideal society of trust and understanding. But where there is happiness there is the need for sadness. And many rebel groups that stand against the new way of life. The fire among the clouds if you must..
There still stands out the name of a warrior of the sword who killed men. The Batosai. The legendary man slayer. A distance glimsp into the life of the fudal and bloody warriors of Old japan. A cautionary tale used to strike fear into the government. The 16th century God of battle.
Not much can be said about the man slayer. But its legend is almost beaten by the theories that surround his disappearance. There is no true word of the tales after witch his legend was created. But there are clues.
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2022 A.D. Tuesday November 25.
Report 5520-34
--"we have found it! The sword of the man slayer! We have found it! We picked up on the way to Hiroshima. Its the real thing. The man slayer's weopon!"--
"when did you get this message Lino?"
"An hour ago. From Hiroshima"
The two men always seemed like brothers. Private O'Leenan. Short, ignarant and 17 years old. The youngest to ever enter the organization. We nickname LINO during a mission. The other one was private Deaner. He was About 20 and just about as normal as you could look. Both of them couldnt go tn minutes without making some kind of joke. Its the reason why i made them my permanent team. They give me something to do.
"Umm, boss?"
Thats my nickname from the mission.
"yeah, we're going to Japan"
... "okay, Boss..."