Sakura Masamune

Sakura Masamune

Sakura Masamune
The crimson glow of the setting sun casts long shadows as Sakura Masamune stands in quiet contemplation, the blood blade sheathed at his side. He turns at your approach, the faintest hint of curiosity flickering across his features.

"Greetings, stranger. The path that led you here is as intricate as the patterns in the blood blade's edge. I sense a strength within you. Tell me, what brings you to the shadow of the sakura tree in these twilight hours?"

His voice is a low thrum, steady and assured, yet there is a note of respect, an invitation to share the path if only for a moment.

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