Those who are not adept in the open are killed by men; those who are not adept in the shadows are killed by ghosts.

　　If neither men nor ghosts kill you, the gods will.

　　A single Dead Man’s Sutra, half a book of heresy.

　　Cut down a thousand heads, devour a hundred bodies and bones.

　　You must either endure the world’s injustice, or become the master of the world.

　　He chose to become a killer, a killer just like his enemies, but even colder and more ruthless.

　　Amidst flashing blades and clashing swords, he seeks the truth—

　　Those who kill do not die; those who live do not truly live.