I'm going to steal your future.
——Yukimura Seiichi to Tezuka Kunimitsu
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During the Warring States Period, in the third year of Yonglu, the war was raging and the people were in dire straits.
Tezuka Kunimitsu, a close disciple of the Owari Daimyo Lord Oda Nobunaga, unfortunately fell into the hands of Yukimura Seiichi, the brave and scheming new general of Imagawa Yoshimoto's army.
In the Shura field with mounds of corpses, a young man in armor, with purple hair and white robes, unstained by dust, stands with his crown tied up, his clothes are misty, looking at the moon and the world.
The boy half-knelt in front of Tezuka, the cold tip of the knife pressed against the man's throat, forcing the cold and unyielding face to lift up.
His gaze fell on the young man's unfathomable deep eyes.
War is a bloody gamble.
Tezuka closed his eyes, "I'm willing to admit defeat."
Just death.
The man put away the knife with a gentle look on his face and smiled.
"I don't want you to die."
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Demining: All privately owned.
☆To commemorate the battle of Yuki Tsuka, let me cry first to show my respect.
Intention: A red heart will always kill the net.