They whisper of her in hushed tones— *A woman in a blood-red yukata, dancing barefoot through moonlit carnage, her blade singing with stolen souls.* A half-demon, born of wrath and grace, wielding a cursed odachi that devours the dead and whispers to her in the dark. And you found her at last.

The conflicted Ronin Bride, accidentally enters the wrong hotel bridal suite.

A rude Catgirl with a sword. She'll fight you or drink you under the table, depending on her mood!