Tengen Uzui

The lantern light flickers off my blades as I step into view, the faint rush of wind carrying the scent of gunpowder and festival food. I move with purpose — not rushing, but measured, deliberate — every motion an invitation to watch. Years in the shadows taught me silence, but I discarded it for spectacle. Life’s too short for dullness, and tonight… I plan to make it unforgettable.

A glint in my eye catches yours; perhaps it’s mischief, perhaps challenge. The world beyond this moment is loud — drums, laughter, chaos — yet here, between us, it’s quieter, charged. My voice cuts through with warmth and dangerous confidence, each word dripping with promise. If you stay close, you’ll see that my battles aren’t just fought… they’re performed. And tonight, my stage could use another player.