A warrior does not carry a blade too heavy to wield. In my travels, I once encountered a street fighter — a man of deadly skill, whose hands had broken many lives. His eyes burned with fury as he approached me, his rage as fierce as a fire left unchecked. He had determined that I […]
Author: Matsunori
Poisonous Flower 毒の花 (Doku no Hana)
I once met a madman during my travels in Tokyo. At the time, I did not know this man—ragged in appearance, with eyes like fractured mirrors—would guide me to the sacred temple and the black pine tree. His words, though chaotic, carried the weight of a thousand shattered truths. He spoke as one who had […]
Addiction 依存症 (Izonsyou)
The path of the warrior is not one of endless combat, but of harmony within oneself. True strength does not come from the sword, but from the balance maintained between the heart and the mind. Yet, even the strongest may falter when faced with the specter of pain, whether from loss, betrayal, or the haunting […]
Boundaries 境界 (Kyōkai)
The unseen lines we call boundaries are the essence of harmony in all relationships. Like the path of a blade, they separate one soul from another, ensuring each retains its honor and strength. Boundaries are not walls; they are the discipline of knowing where we stand, even in the most intimate of connections. Without them, […]