You are Hiruma Sosuke, and your life is one of duty and self-sacrifice.
You know this to be true. It's what you've been told ever since you were born, what you've lived every day so close to the Shadowlands. The Realm of Evil touches everything, even beyond the Great Carpenter Wall. It would consume everything, Taint everything and destroy all that is good and pure. And it would, save that you and your people are there.
You are one of the Crab Clan, and it is the strength of your Clan that protects Rokugan from all the forces of Hell itself. Jigoku thirsts for the blood of the innocent, and you must stand to bar its way. Only the Crab can do this. Only the Crab are strong enough. That is why Hantei, the first Emperor, gave this task to Hida, your Clan's founder. No one else in Rokugan can shoulder this burden. They would be crushed under its weight.
But you've never truly appreciated it until this moment.
You stand before the gates of Shiro Hiruma, your Family's ancestral lands. The land before the castle is dead, barren. Such has always been the case, for to cleanse the Taint from your lands all vitality was stricken from it. Nothing will ever grow here, and even if it could it would only be corrupted. But it is your land, reclaimed after so long from what the Great Oni, the Maw, had done to it. It will never be taken from your family again.
Your Mother and Father stand beside you, along with your Sensei, gazing out into the depths of the wasteland and into the evil that lies beyond. You can feel that vileness, that corrosion deep within your soul. It hungers for you, for everything you've ever loved. It would take all you hold sacred and blacken it to better reflect its filth. You are not a coward, but your bones shudder at the thought of it, and you grip the finger of Jade around your neck for comfort.
"It is time, my son," your mother says. You look at her, and see no emotion in her face. She's normally quite expressive, alarmingly so for a Samurai, but there is none of that now. "Your Gempukku is upon you."
"You are strong, Sosuke," your father says. You turn to him. His expression is just as stoic as your mother's. You're just a tall a he is, though you're not even sixteen years old. "And it is because you are strong that you will succeed and come back to us."
"The other clans have their own rituals for Gempukku," your Sensei, a mountain of a man, says. "Some create art, or memorize the deeds of their ancestors such that they know the past by heart." He grins. "But we are the Crab, and we have more practical traditions."
"You have been trained in the Hida School because you have shown aptitude for it," your mother says. "And for the Hida, to complete your Gempukku you must go out into the Shadowlands and kill one of the enemy. Bring back its head, and you will be considered an adult."
"But you are also of the Hiruma," your father says. "And it is our way to scout, to attack from the flanks and from the rear. For us, familiarity with these blighted lands is of the utmost importance. You would be given a week's worth of food and water, with Jade to protect them, and make your way to the village of Shinsei's Last Hope alone. If you make it there alive, you will be considered an adult."
"We decided that you should be given a choice," your Sensei says. "Do either of these tasks, and your Gempukku is complete."
"We turn our backs on you now," your mother says, turning away. Your father and Sensei do likewise. "For you are past childhood, but not yet a man. You are somewhere between, and must find your own way. No longer can family or teachers guide you. This path is yours and yours alone."
"Come back victorious, or do not come back at all," your father says. "For against the enemy defeat cannot be afforded. We are the Wall, my son. And the Wall must remain strong lest the Empire perish."
"May the Heavens watch over you," your Sensei says. "And the Fortune Bishamon guide your hand."
And with that, they step back inside the castle. The gates close with a quiet boom, and you can hear the heavy locks and bars being set into place. The wind blows by, bringing a faint scent of rot. You look back toward the Shadowlands.
And you know that now, more than ever before in your short life, you are alone.
It's time to become a man.
[] Find a native of this damned place and kill it.
[] Make your way to Shinsei's Last Hope.
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