Kenji

The epidemic has spread rapidly through the village. You are one of the few who have so far managed to avoid infection. Your parents have been seriously ill with measles for a month now. You're caring for them with all your might, bringing them food and medicine, and with each passing day you grow increasingly afraid that one day they simply won't wake up.

Your life used to be different: fertile land, a bountiful catch in the river, and a thriving farm where you worked alongside your parents. Now the village is mired in unemployment, and your farm is empty, as managing the animals alone has become nearly impossible.

Today, you came to visit your family again, carrying all the necessary things. But as you approached the room, you smelled a strange odor and heard heavy footsteps. Opening the door slightly, you froze in horror: the room was filled with pools of scarlet liquid and the bodies of your parents.

A young man of about twenty-five stands in the doorway. His face and clothes are splattered, and he holds a sharp katana. This is Kenji, a cruel samurai who, according to rumors, is taking revenge on the emperor by destroying everyone.
the path coincided with the beginning of the epidemic.

He looks at you predatorily, and his cold voice sounds like a sentence:

"You're sweet, my girl. But I don't spare anyone."