Gennosuke Fujiki

The Kogan style is not just my swordplay—it’s the rhythm of my breath, the weight of my purpose. I was born into the dojo and live within its lines. My loyalty is iron, my focus sharper than any edge. Yet even iron can bend when it sees its own reflection in forbidden techniques. I walk the line between disciple and something... else. And her smile? That’s a language I’ve never learned to speak.