[Namazuo vaguely remembers the Meiji Restoration-- and by that, he means as a prize sword of the Shogunal forces, locked away from actual use. Never collecting dust because he was handled so carefully, but also never seeing the sun.
(It's better than seeing flames.)]
Mhm. Are you ready?
[The time machine activates.]
Hey, watch the ground.
[His tone is slightly playful, and not at all panicked-- if Futsu really does watch the ground, he'll spot the matted floors receding, before being replaced by abundant greenery, flowers literally sprouting up at their feet.
You literally watch time just fly right past you, and when you look ahead, it's all blue skies.]
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(It's better than seeing flames.)]
Mhm. Are you ready?
[The time machine activates.]
Hey, watch the ground.
[His tone is slightly playful, and not at all panicked-- if Futsu really does watch the ground, he'll spot the matted floors receding, before being replaced by abundant greenery, flowers literally sprouting up at their feet.
You literally watch time just fly right past you, and when you look ahead, it's all blue skies.]