Faded Chronicles

Drifting clouds in a boundless sky,

Watching the shape of the birds passing by.

A forgotten past shrouded in silver haze,

Lost in the fog of forgotten days.

They say I’m a genius,

a prodigy born, Yet I walk through the cold with a spirit

torn.

Without my memories, I feel so light,

An endless haze in the fading night.

Swirling around like a phantom tide,

Mist Hashira with nowhere to hide.

Seventh Form—a illusionary dance,

Vanishing quick in a single glance.

Though the fog surrounds every step I take,

I’ll slice through the darkness for duty's sake.

A twin brother’s voice calls out from afar,

A warmth that guides like a distant star.

"The 'Mu' in your name stands for endless power,"

Awakening strength in the final hour.

The mist clears away as the memories bloom,

A mark on my cheek in the shadow of doom.

I know who I am,

and I know why I fight— To protect the dawn and restore

the light.

Even if my body is broken and small,

I’ll give every second until I fall.

No hesitation, no room for regret,

A life lived for others I’ll never forget.

The fog rolls away,

leaving skies clear and blue,

Yuichiro, brother...

I remembered you.

The mist settles down

as the morning draws near...

I was never truly alone.