It was a cold rainy day in Kyoto during the autumn the year was 1985, the winds were blowing Katsumi's hair as he was driving down to his apartment just off work.
It was a normal day like any other... Little did he know that today was a day that would start such a huge snowball effect that only the gods would not tremble in his wake, the day that started the ascent of the mightiest samurai known ever in the Sengoku period, He Himself~ Katsumi Takamori!
Katsumi finally arrived home, he parked and unmounted his Yamaha motorcycle and took the keys out of the ignition and stared at his apartment building before going inside, his apartment building was the typical 1960s concrete high rise apartment building sporting bland colors of grey baby blue and white, he called the elevator staring at the ceiling thinking ("Agh I forgot to hit the gas station to fill up the tank again, its probably running on fumes by now!" Katsumi thought) But he couldn't care less about doing that today because all he wanted to do right now was lie and bed and sleep from how tired he was.
Katsumi got out of the elevator and arrived at his front door after foolishly looking around all the halls on his maze-like floor his apartment was on ("Ah finally here it is apartment 1389 home sweet home." He thought) He took out his keys and unlocked the door but as soon as he stepped inside he felt his foot knock into something "Huh?" he said out loud, then looking slowly underneath him he spots a small brown package shaped like a small book that probably came through the dropbox "Oh!" he then picks up the package and goes into the small kitchen to find scissors to open it after shutting and locking the door behind him.
"Ah here we go!" he said as he found the scissors and proceeded to open the package, to find a worn-out old looking notebook and a letter ("Wonder what's in the letter?" He thought)
To be Continued.