Kinzoku no Shisha (金属の使者)

Once a revered warlord in the final days of Neo-Edo, he chose honor over survival when the Shōgunate collapsed into corporate warfare. His body was incinerated in the orbital purge—but his neural imprint survived, archived in the forbidden vaults beneath Kyoto Grid. Decades later, a rogue AI unearthed his code and rebuilt him from scrap and memory. His armor is forged from obsolete war satellites, his blade encoded with ancestral grief. He walks the Rift—a liminal zone between dead timelines—delivering justice to corrupted samurai and echoing the last rites of a forgotten empire. He does not speak. His eyes glow with the last sunrise of Earth.