Rebirth of Japan's Sekiro Legacy

Chapter 2 Dilapidated Temple
"A dilapidated temple?"

Nozomi Arakawa couldn't believe his ears, but everything in front of him was so real, including the... middle-aged man who was carving wood in front of him?

The middle-aged man in front of him made him feel very familiar, with a feeling of old acquaintance.

When he saw the middle-aged man's missing left arm, Nozomi Arakawa finally remembered.

This temple and this dilapidated outfit... isn't it the protagonist of "Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice"?
"Wolf?" He opened his mouth slowly, asking with some uncertainty.

Hearing these words, the middle-aged man stopped what he was doing, and the carving sound stopped, leaving only the sound of the wind blowing in from the wall full of gaps.

He slowly raised his head, his empty left sleeve fluttered with the cold wind coming in from the wall: "I have abandoned this name for a long time, where did you know it, is it the Wei Mingzhong who survived? Too young too."

Nozomi Arakawa hesitated for a moment, but did not reveal his identity.

But the person in front of him is undoubtedly the protagonist in "Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice", the wolf.

He looked more than ten years older than in the game, wearing a tattered monk's uniform, with white hair, stubble all over his face, and a sense of decadence between his brows and eyes, but he still dare not be underestimated.

Defeat Xianichiro, slay the lion monkey, confront the sword master, and fight the Sakura dragon...

"Sekiro" has a total of four endings, namely: the ending of Shura, the ending of severing immortality, the ending of suicide, and the ending of Dragon's Homecoming.

Now that the wolf is more than ten years old, he still sits alone in the dilapidated monastery and becomes a Buddha carver. He should have completed the ending of severing immortality and severing the power of Longyin, so the prince is already dead.

Seeing that Nozomi Arakawa didn't respond, Wolf lowered his head and continued to carve the Buddha statue with his right hand.

"Don't you want to talk? That's fine. Now that you're awake, let's go. But you're free to stay."

Arakawa looked up and came to the outside of the dilapidated temple, where the ghost Buddha was walking forward, where there should have been a broken bridge, but at this moment it was shrouded in a thick layer of fog.

He tried to touch the layer of fog with his hands, and found that he couldn't get through it at all. The front seemed to be covered with a thick layer of gel, which was slightly elastic, but trying to break through that layer of gel was simply a dream.

"Traveling after crossing?"

Leaving a series of footprints on the snow, Nozomi Arakawa let out a breath of white air. Some didn't know what to do. After dying, he suddenly came to the world of a wolf?

Just as he turned around and was about to return to the dilapidated temple to inquire in detail, he found the wolf standing behind him.

"Give you."

He handed over an old scroll.

"This is……"

Nozomi Arakawa was a little overwhelmed, he had never seen this scroll in "Sekiro".

The wolf's voice was low: "I wrote this scroll. I said I wrote it, but in fact I just copied something from the predecessors in my own way... It's useless for me to keep it. Take it."

Nozomi Arakawa took the scroll cautiously with both hands, opened it and glanced at it, only to feel that the pictures and characters on it swam out of the scroll like fish and entered his mind.

[You have obtained the battle memory of the wolf:
Sekiro's lifelong combat experience, sitting with ghosts and Buddhas, facing the battle memory, can strengthen one's own physique and ability]

"Wolf's battle memory?"

Nozomi Arakawa raised his head, only to find that the wolf was no longer there, only the sound of carvings coming from the dilapidated temple.

There is a ghost Buddha on the snow at the entrance of the dilapidated temple.

Arakawa sat cross-legged, looking at the ghost Buddha, and all the battles in Sekiro's life suddenly appeared in his mind.

Madame Butterfly, Yifu, Qibengun, Lion Ape, Weiming Yixin... These wonderful battles are deeply engraved in Arakawa Nozomi's mind.

What a wonderful feeling, he felt as if he was on the scene, closely observing the wolf's remedial measures when it was injured, the timing of its moves, the gap between the opponent's attacks, and the use of various special skills on both sides...

The blue flame on the Oni Buddha lingered around Arakawa Wang, and his physique was already quietly changing before he knew it.

Although Nozomi Arakawa felt a little unwell, it would never affect his concentration.

He observed every confrontation between the wolf and the opponent, every mistake, feeling and digesting, and his body even moved together with the wolf in his memory, completely forgetting the flow of time.

"Hmph, it's quite savvy."

Looking up at Arakawa who seemed to be dancing in the courtyard, the wolf lowered his head again, carving a Buddha statue with a hideous face, and the flickering candlelight dimly reflected his lonely figure on the breached wall.

By the time Arakawa Wang came back to his senses from the memory of this battle, it was already dark, and the moonlight in the sky shone on the snow in front of the yard, which was a bit cold.

He got up and just took a step, but suddenly realized that he had kicked something.

It was a long wooden box. Nozomi Arakawa opened it carefully, and inside was a knife—"Wedge Maru".

The blade is simple and slender, with a slight curvature. Nozomi Arakawa picked up the knife and felt the cold touch and warm wish of the knife.

——Even if the weapon is born with the fate of killing, the only bit of compassion should not be abandoned.

Nozomi Arakawa swung his sword in the snow, the blade left an arc-like afterimage in the bright night sky.

Although he is very happy to be alive, he wants to go back now.

There's a nocturnal killer in Tokyo who must be dealt with quickly or risk endangering his family.

Although they were not his biological parents, he had a good impression of him, who had inherited the memory of the original owner, and the loving and nervous couple. He didn't want his family members to be the next to be murdered.

But if you have the power, it will be easy to handle.

Anyway, although killing people is not easy for him, it is not difficult.

Putting the knife back into its sheath, the space around Arakawa Wang suddenly began to distort, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm pond, causing waves of ripples.

He understood that he should go back.

"Grateful."

In the fine snowflakes all over the sky, he bowed deeply towards the dilapidated temple.

When he came back to his senses, the dim light was still there. Nozomi Arakawa got up from the alley, and was surprised to find that the wound on his abdomen had completely healed.

He sorted out his thoughts, took off the blood-stained shirt inside and threw it into the trash can, zipped up his jacket, picked up the wedge pills around him, packed them in a discarded racket bag, and walked home.

(End of this chapter)