The Rise and Fall of the Ronin Boy

The Rise and Fall of the Ronin Boy

By the 12th century the term rōnin began to be used for samurai who, as a result of either losses in battle, the untimely death of their lord, or their own misdeeds, had been dispossessed of their fief and their noble sponsorship. During the tumultuous period before the founding of the Tokugawa shogunate, their numbers increased rapidly; they remained a great cause of disorder throughout the first half of the 17th century. -- Britannica -- Samurai

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Mentally detached from the human world,

Ever since I was born.

Artificial power I sought,

As to not feel so alone.

A child built a Platoon

Vroom, vroom vroom!

As to feel understood for his autistic rune.

Doom, doom doom!

Recruited, a total, of 50 real men,

A glorious base we established in a video game!

Westcat,

Eijak,

And Bobak!

Malicious gang of Generals,

For the Emperor we always came back!

Yet even that syndicate,

Of 50 men,

Did not understand my pain!

Shocked by the very fact I was born,

The screams of joy were theirs,

And my pain my own.

Trying to ruthlessly connect,

With no luck,

I founded decades ago,

The Storm Alpha Squad.

My reasoning, was always hard,

To be understood!

Yet I always wanted to be seen beyond

What you might conclude!

Westcat!

Eijak!

And Bobak!

That latter decided to betray,

My empire he crumbled away!

Look how much I did,

And still do,

Just to be understood!

I enjoyed organizations,

To lead or to serve,

Anything idle felt,

Like an absurd cat.

Irony ensues given,

I was seen as just that!

Leaders are weird and I was,

Lord Westcat!

We always deviate,

Within the same reality.

Mutual understanding,

Makes me so happy!

Westcat,

Eijak!

And Bobak!

What the mind cannot conceive,

It cannot achieve!

Deep inside I am but a wise fool,

And I like to rectify until my doom!