Original subtitles

I chose the armor?

I chose to fight?

What's going on?!

I will try to protect you.

I, Suzunagi, will lay down my life to protect your spirit.

How could I be happy about that?

There's no happiness for one who benefits from another's sacrifice!

Suzunagi!

Is this the future that you demand?

If that's the case. . .

. . . I will do what I can to change its course!

Armor. . . !

And that was two. . .

The Broken Confidence

Now, if they want to come and get me, let's see them try.

I'm ready for them anytime.

Have we heard from Toma?

No.

How about Shin?

No!

You might be the next one to disappear.

Seiji, don't worry.

I'll deal with this once and for all.

Be careful, Shu.

To think that something like this existed back in the day. . .

. . .when Japan launched itself into the modern era.

The existence of a soothsayer.

What does that mean?

That everything to do with the Samurai Troopers. . .

. . . has made us very sensitive.

As we see ourselves overreact, it all seems ridiculous.

A past that is simply taken away.

It has made us desperate.

I'm embarrassed.

I will say this with honesty.

I am wary of my own exhaustion.

Perhaps I've pursued my ideals too much.

Armor, stop playing with our fragile lives.

Why would you want to disturb that pure and silent peace?

Is it because people seek war?

Is it because they continue fighting?

That's not all there is to people.

People have spirits that seek peace and calm.

Why is it necessary to bear a sword to gain that calm spirit?

Is this your due revenge against the one with the evil heart. . .

. . .the human being who created you?

The armor was created in the spirit of hatred.

And that armor leads to never-ending war.

If there is any weakness or hesitation in the spirit. . .

. . .the armor takes on an evil power. . .

. . .and leads to a path of Hell.

During the age of rival warlords. . .

. . . people sought the armors.

They wanted power.

During the Warring States Period, when evil desires ran rampant. . .

. . .armors were fought over. . .

. . .as they carried the mounting burden of hatred.

Clearly, human beings have desire.

This desire led to prosperity, and created a period of bounty.

The netherworld. . .

The human world. . .

Time flowed as both these worlds acted against one another.

During that time, the armors caused grief to many people.

For those who chose to fight with the armor. . .

. . .the path of war was the only one remaining in the end.

It is a lonely battle.

The battle goes on until. . .

. . .the human spirit hidden in the corner of the soul is remembered.

History has continued to create a dense and pitiful time. . .

. . .a destiny that does not allow one to escape.

The people in the shadow of time. . .

. . .are forced to draw swords knowing their futility.

If there is to be fighting once again. . .

. . . perhaps I will not be able to choose to fight.

What can one say who has fought in the shadows of history?

As my spirit hesitates now. . .

. . . I cannot take up the sword.

To even suggest it would go against my virtue of Grace.

The path was chosen with conviction.

The path of the Samurai Troopers.

That's right.

We chose that path.

The spirits seek to fulfill a dream.

A bold dream where there is no fear.

But a trivial dream nonetheless.

However. . .

. . .who am I to say anything. . .

. . .when pitiful people are fighting before my eyes.

A battle that does not fear death continues.

Is this not the battle against the soul?

Is this not the true legend of the armor?

Sadness and suffering. . .

The sense of weakness dwelling in the soul shall never be revealed.

The tense air continues to get colder.

The pathetic sword gets sharper. . .

. . .and cuts through the compassion of this world.

That sword brings forth terror.

And at the same time. . .

. . . it brings about confusion and hesitation in one's mind.

The path that they had taken. . .

. . . led to a true battle.

And that beautiful dance. . .

. . . reflects the final path of the pathetic human beings.

And it teaches me.

The rich history of the legend of the armors.

In that incredible time. . .

. . .we were given a purpose and shown a path.

The five of us have only ourselves.

By seeing, hearing and feeling. . .

. . .we embark on our path for the first time.

Our cool and calculated actions. . .

. . . have allowed the armors to realize their powers.

However. . .

. . .the sorrow of the people which I constantly witnessed. . .

. . . is not something I can ever talk about.

Even if it's related to a mere one thousand years of history. . .

. . .the deep wound caused by one's spirit. . .

. . .continues to remember the untainted feelings.

I'm too immature to talk of feelings.

I realize the cowardliness of my own spirit.

If we don't fight, we will be done in.

I start to tremble with fear.

The deep spirits of those that were able to rise above death. . .

. . .go beyond friend or foe. . .

. . .and had embraced everything with compassion.

This is where serenity was.

A light comes to those who have lost everything. . .

. . .and have had everything taken from them.

No.

Light did not come to them.

They had found that light.

By thinking of others from their standpoint of utter nothingness. . .

. . .they were able to clear a new and proper path.

The child of the history of the armor. . .

. . . understood the destiny that must be followed.

Even the painful end. . .

. . .seems gratifying now.

I want to accept the fact. . .

. . .that there was a soothsayer.

By knowing the existence of the armors in the past. . .

. . .and fearing a future wrecked by evil. . .

. . .they came up with the idea of the Samurai Troopers.

But that era and those sentiments were not to come to fruition.

They were no more than illusions in the past.

Realizing them on the stage in order to appeal to the present. . .

. . .they preached the importance of having a good spirit.

I want to know that this saved many people.

Those spirits that took the same path as ours. . .

. . .are right here.

In the history. . .

. . . I can hear the cries of those who were forgotten.

In the uncertain memory. . .

. . .there are accounts of those exposing themselves to danger.

We cannot talk of ideals.

We simply maintained our will in the history of the armors.

We believed in justice. . .

. . .and that we would defeat evil.

Everything rested on those beliefs.

However. . .

. . .this created a situation that did not fit our ideal.

The dreams of those humans pushed so far into desperation. . .

. . .were often beyond our imagination.

There are times when I envy the child that the history sent.

It is probably not possible for him to regret or be confused. . .

. . .about the time that has passed.

This is because he established himself. . .

. . . in the name of compassion towards others.

It was not to learn from others. . .

. . . it was to realize how one should live as an individual.

As warriors. . .

. . .we'd like to be forgiven for our indulgences.

I don't want them to pay attention to our cries.

As I rest my burdened body. . .

. . .the distant path becomes nothing but a fond memory.

Destiny cannot be escaped.

We must accept it and endure it.

However. . .

. . .we want to have a purpose and a faith.

That's all I want.

Even if you have to fool me.

We will then dedicate ourselves to being Samurai Troopers.

In a past that is behind us, there is only one path to take.

However. . .

. . .the paths leading to the future are countless.

Is the future the soothsayer envisioned. . .

. . .an ideal that cannot be realized?

Is it an illusion?

Or a dream. . .?

A curse!

Acting on the grudges of the past?!

The Inferno Armor possesses a proper light.

The five. . .

That the five armors can smash the Inferno Armor is a fact.

Was that not a part of the proper order of the world of the armor?

The idiots.

Are they saying that we were supposed to die back then?

Give me a break!

An ordeal set in the past. . .

. . . is not over yet.

Our duty. . .

. . .as the Samurai Troopers. . .

. . . is not over yet.

It's coming.

The time to fight.

It's closing in.

The winds of death.

The punishment dealt to those who had chosen the wrong path.

The world of the armor teeming with hatred.

The flirtations of this world that never cease.

Nimbus. . . !

My hesitation will never cease as long as I have a spirit!

To answer power with power. . .

. . .that is the height of folly.

Submit to the spirit!

No shadow is cast over my path. . .

. . .as long as I possess the light!

I smell it. I can smell it.

The smell of the armor.

All right.

Yeah, right.

The lives of the five are necessary, right?

In order to summon the Inferno Armor!

So they're here.

This is. . . !

You sure like to make a show of it!

All for the Inferno Armor!

The purpose of creating this armor. . .

. . . is to call out the Inferno Armor. . .

. . .and bring forth a proper light to lead us to the proper path.

The proper path?!

What's so proper about it?!

The Inferno Armor was trying to extinguish everything !

Nothing. . .

. . . nothing would be left!

How could you say that battle and the death of innocent people. . .

. . .and a doomed future is the proper path?!

Are you sure that's what you want?!

I can only see darkness.

I can only see darkness.

All I see is an image of that despised armor.

Whether to erase the ugly shadows. . .

. . .or to pray for the coming of the light. . .

The light. . .

Seeking the purifying light. . .

. . . my grudges will now change into the form of the armor!

Too bad.

I don't intend on becoming a mere part of the Inferno Armor!

Wh-What?!

Mother!

Mother. . .

Shu !

Seiji!

Shu !

An armor!

A new armor?!

Hold it!

Stop it, Shu !

I don't know if you're the Armor of the Stone. . .

. . . but I'll see how much power you have!

Armor of the Stone!

Shu !

Is this the beginning. . .

. . .or is it the end?

While we didn't know how to respond to our love

We simply trembled with love for each other

The short night breaks and the city awakens

Until a commotion wakes us from our dream

I always want to be with you

That's what I wish for

But where will the flow of time

Take our two weak souls?

So hold onto me

I feel we're drifting apart

Rather than with insufficient words

Tell me with your smile

However many times I try to figure it out for myself

Will I ever learn the meaning of this love?

In the days that pass I am lamenting that I see no future

I am even beginning to forget the burden on my shoulders

So hold onto me

I feel we're drifting apart

Rather than with insufficient words

Tell me with your smile

So hold onto me

I feel like I'm losing my way

Rather than with promises

Tell me with your soul