In the Type-Moon World, I Have the Holy Evil Simulator

Echigo Province – Kasugayama Castle, Year 9 of Tenbun (1540 AD)

Winter had come again.

Snow covered the stone walls of Kasugayama Castle, blanketing the mountain paths in endless white.

The air was sharp and cold, yet inside the castle, there was a different kind of chill.

Because tonight—

A ghost from the past had returned.

The castle gates opened at sunset.

A lone messenger rode through the snow, his armor marked with the Takeda crest.

Uesugi Kenshin's retainers watched in silence as the rider dismounted, his face tight with urgency.

"I bring a message for Lord Kenshin."

The warrior bowed deeply, then turned—

His sharp gaze falling upon the silver-haired boy standing in the shadows.

For a moment, he hesitated.

Then—

"And a personal message for you… from Takeda Harunobu."

Yuki—no, the boy who had chosen his own name—felt his breath still.

The letter was sealed with crimson wax.

A mark of Takeda authority.

The kind of letter that could change the course of war.

Uesugi Kenshin broke the seal first, scanning its contents.

Then, with a glance, he passed the second letter to the boy beside him.

"It seems your past is calling for you."

The boy stared at the letter.

He did not move to open it.

He did not need to.

Because he already knew what it would say.

"Come back."

"Come back to Kai."

"A blade without a master is meaningless."

"You are mine."

"Return before I am forced to retrieve you."

The room was silent.

The boy's fingers tightened around the letter, crumpling the paper slightly.

Takeda Harunobu had never been a man to ask.

He only commanded.

And now, even after all this time—

Even after he had left, after he had chosen his own name—

Harunobu still saw him as a possession.

A tool that had wandered too far from its master.

And if he did not return willingly—

Harunobu would come for him.

The air grew heavy.

A decision had to be made.

But before he could speak—

Kenshin's voice cut through the silence.

"What will you do?"

It was not a command.Not an order.

It was a choice.

And for the first time—

The boy realized that he had the power to choose.

Not as a soldier.Not as a blade.

But as the person he had become.

The person he had chosen to be.

[Fated Death: Progressing.] Takeda Harunobu has reached out to you. Your past is trying to reclaim you. Your decision will shape the road ahead.

The Tiger of Kai is not one to wait.

And war is coming.