I'm not sure how accurate this is, but I did this because Heihachi's my favorite Samurai 7 character.

Hopefully I didn't do too badly.

Many people don't really get why I chopped wood.

But it was a good transition, seeing as how I played a part in the loss of my platoon... I hated traitors, therefore I hated myself.

I should've stayed as a combat engineer. But it was my life.

Day after day I chopped wood, chopping it until they could be considered toothpicks...

...and all I got was rice and tea. But it wasn't a problem, since I loved rice.

Then I met the samurai. I became one of them. I told them about the seven spirits in a grain of rice. Soon Kambei taught me to be forgiving and understanding.

The village offered to pay us in...what else? Rice. So of course I accepted.

To think it ended the way it did...me blown up in the capital. At least the battle ended the way it did.

"I'll be in the rice." My last words, and I couldn't have chosen better words.

I am in the rice. Well, in a way, I am.

Now...the surviving three samurai are living their lives. The other three are gone...

I was the first wounded, and I was the second to die. That's a good way to go.

Ah, at least the troubles are over...at least for now.

It's short, but it's one of the pieces I liked to write.

R&R? Please don't be too critical if it's not that accurate.