A Nameless Swordsman

Shisui Kojiro sat on hid porch while thinking about his ancestry. His blood was that of Sasaki Kojiro, a rival of Miyamoto Musashi. Shisui sighed as he finished his tea and headed back until a blade found itself in his back. He turned around only to see his maid with a straight edged odachi. The replica of the original blade that Sasaki Kojiro once wielded.

"Why?"

He groaned before slumping and fading into the abyss. He sunk lower into the abyss as he found a small light. The light turned out to be a person as he slowly walked towards him. "Child it seems that destiny has another fate for you other than death."

Shisui was confused as he asked "What do you mean? How am I still alive even after being stabbed?" The man chuckled "I've decided to give you another chance seeing as I owe your ancestor. He'll explain everything"

The abyss sunk even lower as he slowly descended into a small grassy area where swallows flew around everywhere. Sakura trees continued showering the ground with petals. Shisui looked up only to find an almost carbon copy of himself but older. The man spoke "I see that the old geezer decided to use this to repay his debt of his blunder."

Shisui had a look of realisation "Wait by ancestor does that mean you're Sasaki Kojiro?" The man chuckled "You're correct, the old man sent you to be trained by me seeing that you'll be having a life of adventures." Shisui chuckled "I can't believe this!" Sasaki looked at him "I know! Surprising right? I haven't met anyone since I was forced to walk this blasted plane for the rest of my existence!"

Sasaki sighed "Well I guess it's time for you to get started." Shisui nodded as they headed inside a dojo where long straight edged odachi lined the rack. "Pick whichever one calls out to you." Shisui looked around until he felt one that seemed to fit him. It's length was the same as the other odachi yet it felt different.

Its handle was dark blue with a purple blossom design that spread to the blade. Its blade was normal steel yet it held a small blue and purple hue to it. He picked it up as the weight seemed to fit him perfectly. Its blade measure 110 centimetres while itss handle measured 20 centimetres, in total the whole odachi was 130 centimetres.

Sasaki smiled "I see that you've found your destined blade." Shisui nodded. "Right since you already know the basics let's start you off with the set up to learning my secret technique." Sasaki led him outside to a sakura tree, "See these petals?" Shisui nodded "You have to be able to cut at least 4 petals while they fall down from the tree." Shisui simply stared at Sasaki. He groaned as he pulled out his odachi before making four quick movements leaving eight halves of petals lying on the ground.

"Your turn."

Shisui spent so much time simply just practising that time became irrelevant as he didn't seem to age. Sasaki spent time with him while hinting at occasional mistakes to help him. A whole four months passed as Shisui finally manage to cut all four petals while they fell. Sasaki grinned as he finally reached the point where he could teach him the Tsubame-Gaeshi. Swallow Reversal.

"Great now since you can do this then make it so that you can cut a three leaves at once at the same time."

Shisui looked at his ancestor with a gaping jaw. "How the hell am I supposed to do that?! If you can do that I'll lick that duck!" Sasaki grinned as he raised his sword as the three leaves fell. Shisui watched as three blades were shown cutting the leaves at the same time.

"Now do it like the dog you are!" Sasaki grinned and pointed to the crowd of ducks. Shisui tearfully licked the duck despite the duck's various protests. Sasaki laughed his ass off as his successor came back with various duck foot prints all over his face.

Sasaki laughed "How about this? I'll lick a duck if you can perform this within a year. If you can perform it within six months I'll lick shit!" Shisui grinned like a madman as he immediately started practising on the swallows outside. Shisui wouldn't know but his strength and speed was increasing as a side product.

Did Shisui care about his strength and speed? No. He cared about performing the technique the strength and speed was simply a byproduct.

Three Months Later:

Sasaki watched in amusement as Shisui felt a pain in his foot as he looked at three ducks pecking him. "You annoying nuisances!" A gleam could be found in Shisui's eyes as he raised his sword in the Tsubame Gaeshi stance.

"I'll practise on you instead!" The ducks ran three different directions as Sasaki rolled in laughter. "You!" Something clicked as Shisui swung his sword at the three ducks. No his intent itself brought the Tsubame Gaeshi to fruition. The ducks split into bloody parts while Sasaki widened his eyes as he realised the time it took.

Shisui finally did it as he turned around to look at Sasaki. "Hey old man! Time for you to lick some poop! kekeke" Sasaki had to honour the promise. Shisui later found himself with a giant bump on his head.

Flashes of metal and clashes could be heard as Sasaki and Shisui were sparring. Although Sasaki didn't want to admit it, Shisui was almost better than him. His technique was almost on par with Sasaki but his strength, endurance and speed/agility were higher than his covering for his technique.

Sasaki swung his blade at Shisui who angled his blade for Sasaki's to slide off. Sasaki kept the momentum of the swing as the blade went back up again only for two blades to stop. Shisui's blade stopped on Sasaki's throat. Sasaki's blade stoped on Shisui's lungs. Both stopped and bowed, Sasaki grinned as he admired his successor.

Look wise, they were almost the same. Personality wise, Shisui was more polite to others and not much of a pervert. Skill wise, they were practically almost the same.

The deity came back down as he appeared before Shisui. "It's time, later on you might gain companions to go along with your long, long life."

Shisui watched as a message popped up just before he vanished.

"Welcome to the Chat Group"