He slowly leaves Shishio's hide out...
Finaly realized that all these years he wasn't thinking at all,he was
just an extention of Shishio's will,he would not be the senseless,
heartless killer he is now,if had just thougth by himself instead of
hidding from his painfull memories and life behind a belief taught by
a ruthless man...
"Survival of the fittest" he thinks to himself,after his figth with
Kenshin this filosofy seemed now obsolete,almost disgusting.
Now all that matters is to make it up to the world,make up for all the
harm he has done,he will do as Kenshin said,he will find his path,to
to redemption,to peace of mind.
At a certain point he stops walking and looks behind one more time,just
one more time,he looks at the place where the one whom he cared the most
would probably meet defeat."A man with Kenshin's ideals can win almost
any figth,even against a stronger adversary like Shishio" as he says this
to himself,he strugles to keep tears from falling from his eyes,because
despite knowing that Shishio is not worthy of it,he still looks at him
as a father,he will never be abble to hate him...but he will do his best
to forget him.
Now it's time to look forward,the journey will be long and hard.
Now that he has chosen his path,the smile is gone,but only now he realy
feels like smiling.
He travels to Edo,it's one of the most violent places in this bloody era
he thinks that maybe his sword is needed there,maybe there he can start
paying his debt to the world.
He walks there,the trees slowly shake due to the wind,bats fly gracefully
when the nigth arrives...
How much time did the travel take?Well that he doesn't realy know,it
seemed like forever,all he know's is that when he arrives it's nigth
and he goes to an Inn,people not quite trust him because of the sword he bares
(on the Meiji era swords were forbiden)but Edo is a big citty,he gets
a room,but he can't sleep.
"Why?Why did I do that?Why did I kill so much people?" he thinks while
breathing the cold air of the nigth.
He knows the awnser,just doesn't want to face it...
He's not inocent but mostly,Shishio is the one to blame.
Suddenly the mornig comes,and it's time to folow the path,the way of the
sword wielded to protect the weak.
He walks on the streets not knowing where to go when he hears:
-What?! Is this the only money you've got?-when he turns to where the voice
comes from he sees 5 men grabing a little girl.Screaming to her,demanding money
in exchange for her life.
-Get out and I will spare you.-Sohjiro calmly says.
-What?Kid get the hell out of here,or you will be next!
-Great!-Sohjiro says smiling,uses his ligth speed technique,Shikushi,
in three seconds he and the little girl are the only ones alive in that
dark alley,and when he finaly stops,slowly puts his hand on his face...
He's smiling...
"No!I did again,killed without feeling anything,and now I'm smiling..."
Despite the smile across his face all he wants rigth now is to cry...
Finaly realized that all these years he wasn't thinking at all,he was
just an extention of Shishio's will,he would not be the senseless,
heartless killer he is now,if had just thougth by himself instead of
hidding from his painfull memories and life behind a belief taught by
a ruthless man...
"Survival of the fittest" he thinks to himself,after his figth with
Kenshin this filosofy seemed now obsolete,almost disgusting.
Now all that matters is to make it up to the world,make up for all the
harm he has done,he will do as Kenshin said,he will find his path,to
to redemption,to peace of mind.
At a certain point he stops walking and looks behind one more time,just
one more time,he looks at the place where the one whom he cared the most
would probably meet defeat."A man with Kenshin's ideals can win almost
any figth,even against a stronger adversary like Shishio" as he says this
to himself,he strugles to keep tears from falling from his eyes,because
despite knowing that Shishio is not worthy of it,he still looks at him
as a father,he will never be abble to hate him...but he will do his best
to forget him.
Now it's time to look forward,the journey will be long and hard.
Now that he has chosen his path,the smile is gone,but only now he realy
feels like smiling.
He travels to Edo,it's one of the most violent places in this bloody era
he thinks that maybe his sword is needed there,maybe there he can start
paying his debt to the world.
He walks there,the trees slowly shake due to the wind,bats fly gracefully
when the nigth arrives...
How much time did the travel take?Well that he doesn't realy know,it
seemed like forever,all he know's is that when he arrives it's nigth
and he goes to an Inn,people not quite trust him because of the sword he bares
(on the Meiji era swords were forbiden)but Edo is a big citty,he gets
a room,but he can't sleep.
"Why?Why did I do that?Why did I kill so much people?" he thinks while
breathing the cold air of the nigth.
He knows the awnser,just doesn't want to face it...
He's not inocent but mostly,Shishio is the one to blame.
Suddenly the mornig comes,and it's time to folow the path,the way of the
sword wielded to protect the weak.
He walks on the streets not knowing where to go when he hears:
-What?! Is this the only money you've got?-when he turns to where the voice
comes from he sees 5 men grabing a little girl.Screaming to her,demanding money
in exchange for her life.
-Get out and I will spare you.-Sohjiro calmly says.
-What?Kid get the hell out of here,or you will be next!
-Great!-Sohjiro says smiling,uses his ligth speed technique,Shikushi,
in three seconds he and the little girl are the only ones alive in that
dark alley,and when he finaly stops,slowly puts his hand on his face...
He's smiling...
"No!I did again,killed without feeling anything,and now I'm smiling..."
Despite the smile across his face all he wants rigth now is to cry...
