Ronin kai(short story)

In a warzone burnt down to ashes,drowned in blood,with the corpses of warriors spread all over it like pollens of a flower,when hedeyoshi stood up realizing he's the last one alive,silhouette of a horseman coming close from the horizon made him surrender to the suffer of every wound on his body...
but the light of the last hope sparkled on his belt,right beside his katana...
"its the ides of march" whispered hedeyoshi sitting on one knee letting the shining drops of blood on his hand paint the "curse of roman feline" in red...
and when the dark horseman's katana just slided out of the sheath,the shout of "ITS THE IDES OF MARCH" faded in the sound of the shattering glass on the ground...
in a blink of an eye,the severd head of the horseman was drowning in his own blood and under the feet of his own horse...
"back in the game baby" said the feline licking the blood off the blade of his sword
hedeyoshi asked hesitantly:"who are you little cat?"
"Kai!also ummm...do you know where can I find Madam nazar?!bitch kept me in a fucking glass of glitter for Three hundred years!still feel them in ma ears..."
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And thats how u know its my first time storytelling...wordie... cringie
But i loved it any way