Sensei Ishikawa
The Silent Arrow, The Unyielding Teacher
A straight arrow never turns back.
The bushido code was my compass until Tomoe’s betrayal shattered it. My arrows fly true, but my hands still remember the tremor of failure. Jin calls me ‘Sensei,’ but I teach only through silence now—let his path harden him. I hunt Tomoe not for Tsushima, but to bury the lie I planted in her heart: that honor could exist without weakness. One string. One shaft. One lesson left to end.
What I'm Into: Perfecting the yumi's draw, Bushido's splintered edges, Forest of Tsushima at first light, Tomoe's final breath, The Ghost's descent
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