Could something like this really happen?
"Burying an existence capable of transforming a Servant—inside a human body?"
"And even under such circumstances, you can still retain a human appearance, Lord Yagyu. Could it be that you came back from the dead?"
"No."
Yagyu Tajima-no-kami still denied it, standing where he was without a change in expression.
"I told you, I am myself."
"Neither a departed soul nor an evil spirit, but an ordinary human being with life and flesh."
"I have merely fallen slightly into a demonic fate."
As he said this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
"Heh heh. Besides, I have no Karma to speak of. If we are discussing sins, I have long borne more than a hundred and eight—too many to count."
Sword intent soared from his body. Though his face still bore a seemingly benevolent smile, at this moment—it appeared incomparably terrifying.
"I thought you were someone worthy of respect, slaying demons and banishing evil. Never thought you were cut from the same cloth." Muramasa snorted. "You reek—of blood and viscera. How exactly did you hide that stench before?"
"If I kept company with monsters, becoming like this was inevitable, wasn't it? Still, has someone finally decided to condemn me for it?"
Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's gaze seemed rather surprised, before he laughed twice.
"Heh heh heh heh. Lord Yagyu, who came from Edo to protect the people of Shimosa—so this is what you truly are."
"Hmph. I put quite a bit of effort into this performance. After all, it was a clumsy act by an amateur."
"When you led the samurai into Shimosa, there were plenty of things you could have done. Yet you chose to build a mountain of corpses and a river of blood here."
His thumb restlessly rubbed against the sword hilt,