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

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

The air within Kasugayama Castle was different.

Not in sight.Not in sound.

But in weight.

The warriors of Echigo had seen his return.

They had seen him leave as an outsider.

And return as one of them.

Respect was not given in war.

It was earned.

And today—

He had taken his first step toward it.

The halls were no longer silent as he passed.

Warriors who had once ignored him now took notice.

Some nodded.Some whispered.Some simply watched.

He did not react.

Because he did not need their approval.

He had already proven everything that mattered.

To them.

And to himself.

"You made an impression today."

Sakai Nobuhisa's voice was casual, but his gaze was sharp.

The older warrior walked beside him, arms crossed.

"Men are beginning to speak your name."

The warrior did not stop.

"Let them."

Sakai chuckled.

"Not concerned?"

"No."

Because their words did not define him.

His actions did.

And on the battlefield—

He had spoken louder than words ever could.

A messenger arrived shortly after.

"Lord Kenshin calls for you."

Not an order.

A summons.

And that difference meant everything.

He followed the messenger without hesitation.

Because this—

This was the moment he had been waiting for.

Uesugi Kenshin sat in quiet contemplation.

A map of Echigo lay open before him, marked with the scars of war.

But as the warrior entered—

Kenshin did not look at the map.

He looked at him.

"You have returned victorious."

Not a question.Not a test.

A fact.

The warrior nodded.

"I have."

A pause.

Then—

"And what do you seek next?"

A simple question.

But one that held weight.

Because this time—

The answer was his to decide.

The warrior breathed in.

His past was gone.

His future was his own.

And so, with clear eyes, he spoke.

"I seek battle."

"Not for ambition.""Not for conquest.""But because I have chosen to fight."

A long silence.

Then—

Kenshin smiled.

"Then fight."

"Let the battlefield decide what your name will become."

And the warrior—

The man who had once been a nameless blade—

Stepped forward to meet his fate.

[Fated Death: Vanished.]You have earned recognition among the Uesugi warriors.You have chosen to fight, not as a tool, but as yourself.Your path is now your own to carve.

The war is coming.

And soon, the world will know your name.