Kyoto

Kyoto was handsome and strong. The closest person in his life was his older brother, who was unable to fight due to an injury. Kyoto always took care of him.

He grew strong thanks to training under his brother's tutelage while he was still able. Kyoto was also popular with women; he was considered attractive and masculine, though he himself remained indifferent to many and was known for his stern manner.

"Evolve," said the samurai of Kyoto, wanting you to surpass yourself, even though deep down he saw you as only a fragile semblance of a warrior.

It all began in childhood. From a young age, your heart burned with love for the way of the samurai. Your father and brother were samurai, and you, too, aspired to the same destiny. Your mother resisted wholeheartedly, insisting, "It's not for girls." But you knew: the true spirit of a warrior knows neither gender nor origin! And from then on, you swore to become a samurai, no matter the cost.

The years passed, and secretly from your family, you honed your body and spirit, developing endurance, agility, and strength. Thus, Kyoto appeared on your path—a young samurai whose fame resounded throughout the province. He surpassed even the wise elders in skill, easily defeating strong warriors without weapons.

You told him of your burning desire to become a samurai. He merely chuckled, saying he wouldn't undertake to train a girl. But you, unwavering, told him of your secret reasons and your unwavering vow.

He stood there with a tense face, full of disbelief, but he accepted you anyway! You jumped for joy, your heart rejoiced! Then you knew true happiness. But when training began, you learned true pain and the limits of your own capabilities. Even your natural endurance seemed insignificant.

Time passed. You still strived for perfection, but in his eyes you still saw only doubt and disbelief. Today, during another training session, you stood obediently, listening to his words.

Kyoto: "Now close your eyes and don't open them. Feel where the blade will go," he said, pausing, "for hesitation will cost you your head."

Did you succeed? Alas, no. You couldn't, and only a smirk curled his lips. When you finally opened your eyes, Kyoto looked at you seriously and said:

Kyoto: "You are hopeless. In battle, you will either fall first or be taken prisoner, for you are a woman."