Rui couldn't help himself.
He just couldn't.
He had had faint suspicions when his father had mentioned the Sekigahara Confederate.
But when Emperor Rael went on to describe the Martial Art of Tokugawa Ieyasu, Rui couldn't help but feel giddy.
He couldn't help but feel giddy with ecstasy and excitement.
He couldn't help but feel drunk with anticipation.
He couldn't help but feel high with battle lust.
"HAHAHAHAHAAA!!"
He laughed as the memory of the greatest fight of his life flooded his mind.
A battle that had stayed with him more than any other battle in his entire life.
When he closed his eyes, he could remember every moment of it like he was fighting that very battle at the very moment.
He could relive it over and over.
The one and only battle he had ever experienced in his entire life that made him feel like an ordinary Martial Artist.
