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𖥠 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗤𝗜𝗫𝗢𝗧𝗘 𝗚𝗔𝗡𝗞 𖥠
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“STRAY BLADE.| SECTION.”
  CARVED. '&: IN STILLNESS.

      ──────────────────

Steel met silence beneath the winds of OKINAWA, where waves whispered names long forgotten. Footsteps carved through ancient roads, never lingering, always seeking. Lanterns flickered in SHIBUYA, casting light on faces that vanished with the crowd. In OSAKA, rain painted stories on stone none of them permanent. One blade, many paths, yet no place to sheath it.

   │Years passed like falling
   │petals—quiet, unclaimed.
   │Bonds formed briefly, like
   │shadows at dusk, fading
   │before dawn. No banner held
   │meaning. No vow felt lasting.
  │Until a rhythm changed, and
   │silence was met not with
   │solitude, but with stillness. In
  │the presence of purpose,
   │even wandering feet slowed.


   ➡️... Here, names are not spoken they are earned. Loyalty is not declared it is lived. Honor, carried not on backs, but in every breath, every unsheathed truth. RULES mark the path of steel. ATTRIBUTES reveals the soul beneath the blade. Identity, in this house, is not given but forged.

The gate stands open not as invitation, but as recognition. Beyond lies the REGISTRASI ROOM. Where echoes become voice, and a warrior's journey finds rest — measured and made eternal.

Folded in Silence, #𝗚𝗨𝗜𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘.   

          

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𖥠 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗤𝗜𝗫𝗢𝗧𝗘 𝗚𝗔𝗡𝗞 𖥠
| 团体 | 武士 |

“STRAY BLADE.| SECTION.”
  CARVED. '&: IN STILLNESS.

      ──────────────────

Steel met silence beneath the winds of OKINAWA, where waves whispered names long forgotten. Footsteps carved through ancient roads, never lingering, always seeking. Lanterns flickered in SHIBUYA, casting light on faces that vanished with the crowd. In OSAKA, rain painted stories on stone none of them permanent. One blade, many paths, yet no place to sheath it.

   │Years passed like falling
   │petals—quiet, unclaimed.
   │Bonds formed briefly, like
   │shadows at dusk, fading
   │before dawn. No banner held
   │meaning. No vow felt lasting.
  │Until a rhythm changed, and
   │silence was met not with
   │solitude, but with stillness. In
  │the presence of purpose,
   │even wandering feet slowed.


   ➡️... Here, names are not spoken they are earned. Loyalty is not declared it is lived. Honor, carried not on backs, but in every breath, every unsheathed truth. RULES mark the path of steel. ATTRIBUTES reveals the soul beneath the blade. Identity, in this house, is not given but forged.

The gate stands open not as invitation, but as recognition. Beyond lies the REGISTRASI ROOM. Where echoes become voice, and a warrior's journey finds rest — measured and made eternal.

Folded in Silence, #𝗚𝗨𝗜𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘.   

          
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