Many years have passed since Ryoma avenged his brothers from their death; he moved on.  He became known as Ryoma Yamamoto to many, Ryoma Oshiro was dead.  Gone.  To the public's knowledge, he was killed alongside his fellow brothers.

Time went on.  His community was forgotten, their hideaway in the mountains is dilapidated, too much in ruins to be salvageable.  Ryoma held regrets for what he had done, he wished he had never done it in the first place.  He begged for forgiveness from God, and forgiveness he was granted.  Ryoma was given a second chance.  Ryoma's stubbornness and rude attitude gradually returned ofer the years, though he never let it get the best of them and meditates to make sure he doesn't let his bitterness consume him.

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Ryoma moved to America and studied in law to become a lawyer, to defend those who are innocent, and make sure those who have committed atrocities be condemned for their sins.  He lived on, never forgetting about Isabelle in the tiny village, or his brother Ryuunosuke.

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Or any of them.

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Some may whisper of the striking resemblance Ryoma Yamamoto has to Ryoma Oshiro, to which he just chuckles and says they're mad.  Often he visits his home of Japan, where he returns to the place he once called home years ago.