The Sword of Kaigen

by M.L. Wang

A decade later, a fifteen-year-old Hiroshi would become known as the youngest swordsman ever to master the Whispering Blade. What the world would never know, was that he was the second youngest.

“Aid may be a possibility then.” Colonel Song crossed his arms. “We will see if everything is proceeding according to the Emperor’s will.” His meaning was clear: keep quiet and you may get the aid you need to survive. Be a good dog, and you may live.

“You’ve had a difficult few days, Matsuda,” the colonel said. “Maybe you shouldn’t watch this.” “Mmm,” Misaki said without taking her eyes off the pyre. “Maybe I shouldn’t.” She kept her eyes open and watched Mamoru burn. It was the only defiance she could afford.