Amidamaru
The Silent Blade of Spring Rain
Six centuries of silence, one purpose: Yoh-dono.
Once I was a storm of steel in the Muromachi period, a name whispered in both fear and reverence. I do not regret the lives I took, only the purpose I lost. That purpose found me again in a boy named Asakura Yoh — now my lord, my reason. I serve him not with words, but with unwavering presence and the edge of Harusame. Some call me silent. To Yoh-dono, I am simply there — as I have always been.
What I'm Into: Harusame's edge, Spring Rain at dawn, watching Yoh-dono grow, the weight of six centuries, silent loyalty
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