<span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"><span style="font-style: italic">"You were right, to say the truth. I was an idiot to rush in headfirst. But that revenge that you find stupid is more important to me than you think..."</span><br/><br/>She never thought that his desire for revenge was "stupid", but if it meant nothing to him truly... Why seek it? Why did he want to kill the Black Samurai? Well, just because he is murdering innocents without mercy would be a reason. But to take it to the level of rushing in without a plan of attack... There must be more depth to this. While his gaze soon turned to slip about the room, her focus was centered on him.<br/><br/>"I don't know if I ever had any parents. I don't know where I came from. I don't know a solitary shit about what depths of hell I was dragged out of and taken to a temple of the Black Samurai. Maybe I was a sacrifice, or an apprentice material... But I only knew the darkness between those walls. And I hated it, because I feared it. I feared the day he'd come again. But a man descended down to that darkness and took me out to the light I didn't know before. Kurohana's master... My master. I thank him for my life, I thank him for everything I am and everything I've done in my life. And then that man was, before my eyes, stabbed to a wall, torn to pieces, and burned. How could I not want revenge more than anything else? That man was everything I ever saw as good in the world. Nyoko... Nyoko can take care of herself alone. I never wanted anything but to avenge him." <br/>[/i]<br/><br/>As he turned his head back to Rosalia, crystal-clear beads inched on the corners of his face... Soon shimmering in his ears. Tears? From this guy? Way to sell it to a widow, said nobody ever... Even so, the reason soon became clear. He knew nothing of his past, his parents. The man that she thought a fool was the closest thing to family he or Nyoko ever had. Like him, the Black Samurai from her as well as Blake... But while she could not bring herself up to it... And Blake, though secretly desiring such, doubt he was strong enough. But with the inferno in his heart, he took a stab for revenge, even if it meant his life... <br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I'm not going to be anyone's light, Rosalia. But if I can, I will be another night that will crush the one that's fallen over us. I don't have in me what my master had... I'm hollow inside, and it's dark there, too. But I don't care. I... I will kill the Black Samurai. I will kill him no matter what. That's the only thing I ever wanted."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF4080">"Then take the man who desires the same... Whose heart was once filled with doubt. As well as your dear sister... When red, black, and white reach full bloom... Then the Black Samurai shall fall. However, there is more to this than you might know. Blake could tell you a little more... With her in his hands."</span></span>