I was eight-years-old when I killed for the first time. He was sixteen, he was a bully in my village, always harassing other children. He used to beat them with a bokken.
He thought I was joking when I challenged him, I had nothing except chopsticks. He swung at me, though I killed the distance, and rammed my chopsticks through his eye socket and throat, he died seconds later.
I'm an orphan, living in the streets and moving from village to village, I challenged everyone I could, anyone that claimed to be a fighter, a warrior. Through experience and many battles, I honed my skills as a precision blade.
When I was thirteen, I joined a city-wide tournament. they put me in the kids' section; however, called-out the adults.
The top samurai in the city were there. Yet again I was made a fool off, that is until I removed one of the premier samurai's heads. I won the competition beating many experienced and older warriors.
At the contest I was watched, a recruiter from the Black Orchid clan approached me afterwards, a clan with the deadliest samurai in all of Tokyonayo, the realm of my people. Situated in Kyoto Falls, a group of beautiful floating islands 300 meters above the Tokyonayo mainlands.
Floating islands filled with cherry blossom, temples and training grounds.
The Black Orchid trained me further, honing the style I was used too, 'Kenjitsu,' the art of wielding two swords.
The Black Orchid consists of various fighting styles. All samurai operatives are trained in martial arts such as; Tiger-Jujitsu and Stallion-Karate.
Samurai train in several weapon styles, usually focusing on one or two forms. Options include Bladed Fan, Cat-Claw and Nodachi among others.
Through mainly deadly trials, I moved up the clan ranks eventually being invited to the Broken Sword, a group of elite warriors, the very best in Tokyonayo.
For most of my life, I've kept my true form secret, I finally revealed I am in-fact female, though I continue to use my alias, Miyamoto.'
Through battle against exotic enemies and horrors of the night, I rose to the rank of Kensai (champion) and Grand Master.
Among a select few, the Broken Sword, we learned the ways of lighting. Harnessing the power taken from lighting strikes that impact lakes of Kyoto-Falls, we learned our weaponry too, could discharge strikes upon foe.
Our society is technologically advanced, able to use lighting water to power neon throughout Tokyonayo. Some foreign societies call our lands Cybercity, a name suiting to our achievements.
Tokyonayo, a mass cybercity filled with high buildings, busy streets and beautiful neon light.
A mass forest surrounds our city, with high defence towers situated throughout. Many lethal traps are placed within the forest in case of invasion.
To the far west, the Zealot Kingdom, a society able to harness steam, and create vast locomotives and tanks. A culture were cybernetics and steel are their forte.
Not far from us, the Shadowlands as we call it, they own the skies with their hot-powered ballons and govern fire.
The legionnaires, open warfare masters, replying upon vast ranks, strategic manoeuvres and sophisticated siege equipment.
The barbarians, fearless madmen able to withstand direct hits, punch through trees and control the winds.
The wildmen use walls of hell-guns and wield the only known swords capital of cracking armour
Each enemy, advantageous in their way, but in this contest of crowns, there can be only one deadliest empire, one deadliest warrior.
That is until the shadowlands sent their ninsha, perhaps the horrors to the south have risen to be a problem unable to ignore any longer.
I will set forth with broken sword samurai operatives of the black orchid. Certain I am of the nightmares we shall face.