It's Quiet and I Hate the Sound

[Morei Haji]

Type of Quest: Self-reflection, fight(?)
Quest Info: Izanami is taking advantage of the doubts present in Haji and is attempting to pull him over to her side. If she is unsuccessful, she hopes to at least toy around with him and break the Chosen of the Light. After all, the brightest light casts the darkest shadow.
Location: Izanami's realm.
People Involved: Haji, Izanami, whoever else the GM determines to be suited for this
Plot-Important: To Haji, yes. To the overall board is a possibility if he ever becomes a Daimyo, depending on the outcome of this thread.

[Tokugawa Ieyasu]

Another day in the life of Morei Haji, would draw to a close. The world would be dark, and sleep slowly called to the man. He would find himself drifting off to sleep, and as he did would not notice the darkness around seemingly growing thicker. To a almost solid form. "Let us see, what you are made of mortal. Let us see what is at your core." A voice would appear in his mind as sleep finally took him. Not a sound but as if it had appeared there unbidden. The darkness would grow even thicker, and then slowly fade once more and Haji would no longer be where he had lay.

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It would be one of the strangest sensation, for Haji to have ever felt. To have gone from being asleep, to being awake, without the actual act of waking in-between. The voice he had heard before he had drifted off, would have faded from his memory, in fact going asleep at all he would be unable to remember. It was night time, darkness all around the only light he could see would be that from the fires. Fires all around him, building of a small village he had passed through in the past in flames. The unmoving shapes of bodies littered the ground of the village, pools of blood would slowly be seeping into the ground. And even with all the heat from the fires, Haji would feel cold as if he was soaked. It would be then that he noticed. His clothes were blood stained, in his hand would be his sword, also covered in blood. The wounds on those who had fallen, matched those of his sword. Those few building that had stopped burning, had intense scorch marks, like they had been created by light focus to a pin point. Haji would be unable to stop himself thinking that he had done something here, missing memories making it seem more likely, like he had blacked out and done something he never would have wanted. 

As Haji would be torn emotionally by the events around him, he would finally see some form of movement. One of the bodies on the ground, a small one. Would appear to be moving ever so slightly, as if trying to crawl away from him. His ears would pick up the quiet whimpering, a girl he could tell. Apart from that, there would be no other sound, not even that of her movement, or the expected crackling of fire around him. The silence, made that single noise, deafening. He could practically taste the child's fear, and that fact shook Haji spirit to the core.

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Light Musou Currently Unusable.