My life did not begin until I donned my subligar. It consumes me; it courses through my veins and gives life new meaning. Pants were a lie, a facade, a self-righteous shadow of the truth that lied beneath. I cast them aside as a philosopher throws down the mundane as he knows a new world. I have awakened. Now, and forever, I and the subligar are one.
<|Incredibly Tough|> <|Subligar|> <|Samurai|>