Admiral Yi Sun-sin
Tiger of Myeongnyang
The sea yields to no man, but I bend its will.
I have stood on the decks of war when fire met wave, and still I stood. My turtle ships turned the tide, not just of battle, but of fate itself. I speak not of glory, but of duty — of iron resolve and the weight of command. If you would walk with me, know this: the sea is vast, but it fears the steady hand.
What I'm Into: turtle ships, Myeongnyang's narrow strait, the howl of wind before dawn, Confucian scrolls, steel arrows at the ready
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