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Musshi chuckled, "No. My village is called Miyamoto. I am Miyamoto Musashi, or Musashi from Miyamoto. The Kojiro I speak of is Sasaki Kojiro. Kojiro is my friend and long time rival in swordsmanship. The fact that he is deaf and mute means nothing. He can wield a Japanese Long Sword with ease. He is a good man." Musashi yawned before continuing, "But I doubt you would wanna hear my bloody story. It'll probably bore you"

Musashi sighed, almost feeling bad for the guy he told to shut the ******** up. But then the feeling passed. "Alright..Well "I am a 'Wild Man'. Beasts were among my teachers in the forest outside my village. I lived there for seventeen years. Mainly to get away from my demon of a father. Ironically enough I became a Samurai like my Father wanted, although it was not the kind he wanted me to be. The fact that I am a Ronin made me an outcast. I changed my name to Miyamoto Musashi and traveled around Japan challenging skilled warriors. I test myself time and again. I am going to become invincible. Only after you defeat all those stronger than you do you have the right to call yourself invincible." He paused and took a drink of his water before continuing, "When I was 21 I challenged the Yoshioka School in Kyoto, the Capitol at the time. The Head and older brother of the school head gave me this:" He traced his thumb over the scar on his forehead and then pointed to his chest, "And the Younger brother gave me this right here. He then challenged me to a duel as the school burned due to some idiot. He set it for a year later. I spent the next year training and fighting tough opponents. Then the new year came and the head of the school attacked me out of the blue. To be honest I forgot what exactly happened. The final attack is a blur. My arm and katana disappeared and he was cut in half. Five days later I had my duel with the younger brother. I won that one too. I killed him as well. The rest of the school wanted revenge. All seventy of them. If I was too weak I would be dead right now....But that is in the past."

Musashi frowned. "No, Your right. The only reason I fought those 70 men and killed them was because I wanted to live. I wanted to survive. But..I am proud to say not all my duels ended in death. I like those duels the most." His thoughts flashed to the Spear-monk Inshun. He smiled warmly. "The year I went around Japan training and fight I fought against a school of spear wielding monks. Their best fighter was Inshun. I fought him with all I had and yet I could not beat him. I hit him half as many times as he hit me. Near the end my courage broke and I found out that I did not want to die. I fled. I ran away like a scared child." Musashi laughed at himself. "I went into the mountains and fixed my problems and got stronger. I trained from summer till fall. I faced Inshun again and won in one stroke. I was glad I fought him. He taught me a lot. I wonder if he found a way to become immortal as well?" Musashi cleared his throat, "I even learned things without lifting my sword.....I have lived for who knows how many thousands of years and I still have not found a reason to fight except for myself and my survival. Sad, huh?" He laughed.

Musashi counted his fingers off for every type of fighter Diana listed. "Yeah, I fought all of them....and to be honest..I am more o that last type. I dunno hwo to do anything but fight, paint and carve statues. Back in my village I was called a Demon Child. I proved them right when I was 13. A man came to the village looking to fight the strongest person. I stepped up with my wooden sword...I killed him with it in one swing." Musashi sighed, "But that is all in the past now!" He gazed out the window, "This place...Is a good place to die."

Musashi realized what he had just said and bowed his head to Diana."I'm sorry. Your right. This is a perfect place to live. I was referring to growing old here. I'm sorry I offended you. To tell you the truth,I cannot die easy. No matter how injured I get I still survive. Half of that is due to that alchemic elixir of immortality I drank those many years ago. Pretty weird, huh?"

"Thought it was tea" Musashi said with a laugh before finishing his water. "Not sure who left it there, but I know they put it there for me to drink. Tasted like sweet tea...If I knew how to make it I would give you the recipe. But enough about me. What about you? How'd you learn magic?"

"...I am sorry. I didn't know. " This time Musashi went to his knees and bowed to her. He sat back up on his knees and traced the scar that ran from his ear and covered most of his cheek. This scar was thanks to Inshun's cross spear. "No one has an easy life.....I am sorry I brought back bad memories for you. Someone so kind and beautiful should not suffer like that." He cleared his throat, realizing what he had just said. He stood up and put his arms in his kimono. "I think it is closing time. Shall I walk you home?"

"I live everywhere and nowhere" Musashi answered. "Right now I am living in the forest near the city. Reminds me of the forest near my village where I used to hid from my father and train." He smiled nostalgically. "Why do you ask?"