I am Daimyo of house Ray.

James was talking to an author one day. And the Author said to him. "It's like your a Daimyo. There should be a story in that"... 

Come on man! This is James you're talking to! Of course there's a story in there! Thanks a lot Michael!

I am Daimyo of  house Ray.

By James Ray the Phantom Texter

January 2026

I was once Samurai. Now my sword bound shut. I answer to no Shogun. I serve no people. I have no foes who would dare cross my path. Only Obake of the past dare challenge me now.

I am Daimyo of house Ray. Within These Walls I am Shogun to myself. I may have lost many things but never once have I lost my honor. I may have failed many things I have never failed my duty. But to the outside world honor has changed. And duty has found meaning in smoke and mist.

Do what you want of your honor. But grant me for I will do what I want of mine. My home may echo of the end of a lineage. But there will be honor at it's ending. Save whatever demon tongue you speak. House Ray has little need of it.

Shoguns have come and Shoguns have gone. I remain, long after the blood has been spilled and the sword has been sheathed. But it is not known, as the way of the sword. It is known, as a way of honor, Giri.

I am Daimyo of house Ray. I am the last Daimyo. Where I have fought no one remembers. There are no shi nor Tanka. I have outlived the monks who would pray the prayer cloths for me. And so I am Samurai no longer. I serve Shogun no more. I protect people that don't exist. I reside now Daimyo!

Shogun to the smoke. Samurai to the mist. Retainer to the dirt.

I am Daimyo of house Ray!