A masterless swordswoman roams aimlessly through Japan, leaving a trail of corpses at her wake. Death was a common occurrence that never failed to appear at her door, only to taunt her incessantly. There was nothing that tethered her to the living, 'so why is it so hard to die?' A/N: Based in the setting of the Tokugawa period. Please excuse some inaccuracies on my part since I'm still an amateur writer ^-^ Also, I've placed my own spin to the folklores of Japan, some customs, and it's kamis. Just think of this as the alternate version of Edo period Japan. All the characters in the story and the plot line were created by me with some inspired by historical events and folklores. VIEWERS DISCRETION ADVISED: This story contains 18+ scenes