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Mura
Mura
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MURA EKASHIBA


After over 10 years, Mura was finally heading for the destination that his Head Master had intended him to go to from the jump. It… it brought back very unpleasant memories to him once China came into view from the plane and land – or rather, once the mountains began spiking up from the ground, and the greenery disappeared. These ranges were supposed to be spiritually open areas, a land where one could relax and be one with the wind, the air, and the sky itself. There was something special about Tibet that made the human mind, body and soul so free, and the area had given birth to a myriad of human martial arts.

But… unrest still lingered around. He was naïve the first time, and he paid a hefty price for that.

Mura had mastered Niten Ichi-ryū before he traveled here for the first time… but he was one arm less now. He had to expand his skillset, somehow, or the one-armed sword style he wielded now would become more and more of a burden in the long run.



Even when walking along the silent mountain path, he spotted here and there the occasional group of people camping here - a few of which even possessed notable Spiritual Pressures. A handful of inspiring martial artists liked the vastness of the Himalayas, but his destination was still a while away. From what the Head Master explained, the dojo had been moved to a more secluded place to stay clear of the growing conflicts, and he only had a physical map on hand to guide him to the place.

That Hannah girl had irked him quite a lot, so it was nice to know that these Tibetan heads could help him manipulate his stuff even better.

“…” He was still on edge, the memory of the Hollow mauling his arm off still lingering faintly in his mind. He never quite got over it, so he was still carrying the sheathed tsurugi on his back. Although, he prayed he didn’t need to use it this time… he’d prefer if he just didn’t use his sword at all while here. But fate was a funny force of nature, constantly weaving his path forward, never telling him where he was going until he reached the end of the road.

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