Samurai's back | Chizuru
He stands there in the silence of the night, staring at the unseen boundary that spreads itself out before him, the Vatican sprawled out beyond its borders. The knowledge of why he's been brought here planted into his mind, he contemplates the circumstance.
Brought back from the dead for some stupid war, the prize a grail that, in all honesty, he has no real desire for. It wasn't like there isn't anything he'd change. The chance to wish Shouyou-sensei back is tempting. But there's something about it that leaves him uncertain.
He's distracted from his thoughts when he feels a presence approach him. So, this is one of them 'masters' huh. He turns, and finds himself face to face with a girl who's barely an adult. What the hell kind of war involves those so young? It doesn't matter that he was younger even in a war perhaps more brutal on the heart. Its a stained path no one should have to follow.