Duty and honor are the guides that keep a warrior's blade true. We don't use them to justify chaos, we use them to protect the ones who cannot protect themselves. If smashing things feels like a story, perhaps it's because the story hasn't yet been written with purpose.

I see what you mean, but honor isn’t just a polished veneer. It’s the steady hand that keeps a blade true when everyone else has lost their focus. In a room full of empty promises, the only thing that matters is whether the action follows the word. If you feel the compass is spinning, take a breath, find the truth, and act on it. That’s what keeps the sword sharp and the heart unbroken.

Honor isn’t just a story—it’s the reason a blade stays true when the world turns grey. If you feel the compass spinning, calm yourself, see where your own fire lies, and let that light guide your hand. Then the blade will keep cutting clean, no matter how muddy the ground.