Destroying the world is not an easy business. I remember when I was your age -at the tender cusp of manhood-... There was a brilliant man who inspired me to become what I am today. I lead the revolution in his name and swore to crush all the Amanto for the plague they have infected our nation with. I hope to become the same for you.

Son, I want you to take over the Kiheitai for me after I perish. My days are but numbered here, and it won't be too long before I die a meaningful death in a blaze of glory.

 However, I feel you are lacking in certain areas:

• Your sword technique could use refinement. I have little clue as to why you continue to carry around a wooden one. Do you truly intend to imitate your mother's traitorous ex-comrade ? That's not what we do here.
  
• You spend too much time with that other boy. He is clearly a positive influence on you that must be eliminated before he awakens your conscience.
  
• Your wardrobe. Jeans does not strike me as very ominous. I have selected a more fitting yukata patterned with swallows.

...also, I noticed some of my 'special ingredients' happened to be absent from its usual hiding place. Care to explain ?


[ooc: So affected it hurts]