"You can't do anything—you're absolutely powerless!"
"—Me too! Even if I became a Heroic Spirit, even if I became one of the Heroic Spirit Swordmasters, this damned curse will never let me go!"
Assassin Paraiso's face was filled with extreme fury.
But the next moment, she seemed to calm down.
She closed her eyes, plunging the air into a momentary silence, then—opened them again.
Her eyes reflected the blood moon in the sky as Assassin Paraiso clenched her fists.
"All-Consuming Slaughter—I can accept that."
"Rejecting the Defiled Land—I can accept that too."
"I merely wished to complete my mission—that was all! The Koga Mochizuki Family, a ninja, had only that one goal. Yet even so, the curse still refused to let me go."
Bloody tears streamed from her eyes. The furious, sorrowful Heroic Spirit Swordmaster made even the moon tremble.
"As a ninja, as a wife, as a retainer, as a Servant, as a Heroic Spirit, and even as a Heroic Spirit Swordmaster—until I became the incarnation of All-Consuming Slaughter itself!!!"
She screamed madly.
"Nothing! Ever forgave me! But—"
"Why did nothing ever punish me either?!"
"A curse is proof of sin, the serpent god is the manifestation of evil—yet no one ever punished me!"
"If that is so—what am I supposed to do?!"
"The curse will remain with me until death. No matter what, I cannot escape it—no matter, what, aaaaah!!!"
Faced with such fury, Miyamoto Musashi's answer was—
"I have nothing to say."
Her blade still reflected crimson light.
"I won't understand your pain."
"So I can only answer everything with my blade."
Assassin Paraiso paused, then smiled.
"Ha ha... haa, yes. A blade."
"I, too, am a blade."
"I have long since become a blade that has lost its ninja's heart, so—Miyamoto Musashi, come!"
"Under the radiance