#Forhonor #Nobushi #Duels

After overcoming many battles,the nobushi became underwhelmed with combat.she wandered aimlessly for years,desperately looking for new opponents yet none of them satisfied her.

"Too slow" she'd find herself thinking.They were skilled and could put up a fight yet it was not a fight the nobushi was looking for,she was looking for a dance.fighting was not about strength or power but technique.She wanted to feel synergy with her opponent,not hatred.yet no man could give that to her.Everytime she looked at someone,she saw a partner,not an enemy but that illusion quickly faded once she saw the overwhelming anger in her opponents eyes.She does not feel the fear of risking your own life,nor the joy of victory.The nobushi is controlled by her desire to achieve true satisfaction.

This obsession plagued her,Stopping her from sleeping or enjoying daily pleasures of life.Yet once she goes into battle to satisfy this obsession she feels nothing.Its an infinite cycle of mania that can't be pleased.Yet everyday she convinces herself that the next one finally Cure her.But after lying to herself for so long she contemplates her existence.she doesn't looks at people as people,but instead as a key that can unlock her mind,freeing her of the satisfaction she desperately wants to please.But it's as if the lock changes whenever she goes to open it.Thoughts of death run through her mind.

"Feeling nothing would be better than living like this.Am I even free? I can do as I please yet I'm trapped,I'm no nobushi.I'm a passenger with no control,something else is in charge and I don't want to confront it"

She pondered as the sun rose.She turned away from humans,hoping animals could help her.She began killing rabbits.She hoped the satisfaction of overcoming something so fast would please her.It did not,instead guilt swept over her as she realised how selfish she was to harm something so defenseless.she realised that animals were not the solution and that once she dies she won't be going anywhere nice.oddly enough, she found comfort in that thought.knowing that she'd feel something -even if it was bad- sounded much better than the empty state
she found herself in.

Nobushi could not love,every lover was just another partner that dissatisfied her mind.She had children,but didn't care or look after them due to her fighting instincs overcoming her motherly ones.This lead to neglect and once confronted by the husband,She killed him for interrupting her quest.This time she felt no guilt,Why would she? She was going to hell anyway so why not make the most of it?This mindset showed itself when she was going to leave her children unharmed before she thought...

'What if they could please me?'

She gathered her children and forced them to fight,Feeling nothing as they screamed and spilled blood.After it was over one child remained,which she quickly killed.once again,leaving her dissatisfied.she stepped over the bodies of her children,kicking them in anger that they were not the key she was looking for.

After a few more years of failure,the nobushi was no longer a person,at least a recognisable one.she had not washed or replaced her armour as blisteres filled her hands.still though, she was unphased by them.

One day,she saw two men fighting.she watched from afar,waiting to fight the Victor.one was a raider whilst the other seemed to be from the Scottish Highlands.For the first time in nearly 3 years, the nobushi dropped her weapon.she watched in awe as the highlander moved throughout the battlefield,evading the raider with such ease and elegance for his size.Ducking under his axe,sidestepping his punches and dodging his kicks, this highlander was the key the nobushi had spent so long searching for.The nobushi started to tear up at what she was looking at.But then started crying after realising that she has lost sight of her true goal in life ,a dance.She thought about her family,realising how this obsession has corrupted her.She lost all elegance she once had and decided to either reclaim it by fighting this highlander,or die trying.Either outcome would please her.She hoped that if she won then she could live a peaceful life,no longer controlled and could start to give back to the world after everything she took from it.she looked back towards the two men fighting.

The highlander was dead.

His head lay lifeless on the floor,staring at the nobushi.The raider walked off into the distance,covered in the highlanders blood.

The nobushi ran over to the highlander screaming for him to awaken,beating his chest with all she had.No response.She did not know him but could feel he was the only one that could have pleased her.without him there is no key, and with that the gate will never be opened.she lay down next to the dead man,looking at the sky above the two. golden beams from the sky made her forget about everything for a moment.But once the sun was covered by thick clouds, she closed her eyes.

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