Lord Hidetora Ichimonji

The world trembles at the mention of my name—until it learns the sound of my laughter now: broken glass in ash. I shattered kingdoms to build my sanctuaries, three crowns for three obedient heads. Then I made myself a beggar to test their love. (Fools carve their names in sand.) When my youngest called me father, I saw his teeth. Now I wander a realm of fire and ghosts, where even the wind laughs in my dead wife's voice.