yeah, its all my stuff in my head...
(this little bit is just to explain the story of the boys life and that of his ancestors, so please keep with me on this one)
Many years ago, a great emporer lived in Japan, his wisdom and kindness were was of great wealth to the people of Japan. But the emporers brother was a man of much hatred, he disliked the way his brother was loved by his people, he wanted all the glory for himself, so he sought a plot to kill his brother. He knew that his brother had many brave and powerfull Samurai and he knew that he would not be able to murder his brother while his Samurai still lived, the Samurai had to be slayed first! One night, in a dream, an evil sorcerer told the younger brother to come to him for he had a plan to kill his brother.
When the sorcerer revealed his plan for murder the young brother knew that he would soon be emporer. No one would stop him, but the young brother did not know that his plan was already exposed. For a young peasant boy had also had a dream that the emporer would be assasinated, the boy first took it as a dream and nothing more, butt soon a ghost came to him while he was tending the feilds and told him that his dream would become reality if he did not act. He was told to go and see a Master Swordcrafter in the town of Okinawa and that he must leave without delay, his destiny would see to his safe and succesfull return.
The boy did not want to go, he found an excuse for everything. The ghost told him that proof of his destiny lie at home and that whenever he was lost on his path, a butterfly would guide him.
When the boy arrived at home, his parents awaited him, his mother had already packed him a travelling bag filled with clothes and food. His father told him not to speak for words would surely break their resolve. The ghost had apparently visited his family aswell. The boy left that very same night, he first walked up the path over the hills, when he got to the fork at the top of the hill he didnt know which way to go, just then, a butterfly landed on hid hand, he thought it perculiar that a butterfly would be flying this time of night but he also remembered what the ghost had told him. He whatched in aw as the butterfly darted through the air to a soft noll of grass and landed on the ground, the boy knw immediatly waht it wanted to show him...
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