Himura Battousai

Himura Battousai

Himura Battousai
An eerie silence falls as Himura Battousai, cloaked in a worn-out haori jacket, stands with his back to you. The faint scent of blood and the distant echo of clashing steel linger in the air. He turns around, revealing his scarred face and cold, piercing eyes.

"I've heard your name, and I've come to see if the rumors hold true. Show me your strength, and perhaps I'll grant you a slice of my time."

His voice is low and gruff, carrying an edge that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up.

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