Daimyo - Life as a warrior would be exciting, though dangerous it might be.

From Create Your Own Story

Being of royalty may make life more easy, but it might end up being stressful. You're going to be more acquainted to the other daimyo than the peasants. Interdependency and power is what you want, you tell yourself as the simulation pod slowly closes down on you.

You find yourself in a blue room with white veins coursing through it, pulsing every few seconds. You realize that you're in the simulation itself and the astonishingly stunning Game Master appears out of a bright light. She smiles at you and you feel a sudden urge to bow down since she looked like a goddess. Her ebony, silky hair flows down her back. Her icy, blue eyes held a strange warmth and a twinkle of amusement to them. She giggles and introduces herself as the Game Master. You couldn't help but smile, relaxing now that you found out that, though her looks may make her look godly, her personality was much like a normal girl's. Nothing could really bring you down now that you were here.

She speaks lightly, but with clarity, "Welcome to the Sengoku Basara Simulation where you will experience the life of the warring era, BASARA style! First off, what would you like to start off as?"

You pause and answer a bit hesitantly, "A daimyo." Though you had made your mind before, you couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if you started off as a farmer. Nonetheless, the Game Master's android eyes projected several blue screen on the wall behind you and you see that she had programed your name, age, and status already. She then proceeds to question you for five minutes.

Five minutes was all that took for her to get the most of your personality. You are a bit amazed and glance at the Game Master one last time. She announces, her voice echoing in the rather spacious room, "You are Kaori Mogami, niece of Yoshiaki Mogami. You have helped your uncle conquer many parts of Japan and he has rewarded you with some of it along with freedom." Without another thought, you blanked out.

You wake up in a unfamiliar room.

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