Katana

A blade that pierces the heart of a liar is said to sing for eternity. The Miko places her ear to this Katana to hear Corruption’s choir resound from far east, from the swamps, from the beetles humming in flesh.

Pristinely preserved, this is the Katana of a lineage both noble and opulent, but also lost. Harbored by a ronin who still reveres the broken dynasty, it carries both the power and curse that was their undoing.

Some blades inspire greatness in the hearts of their wielders. Others only have their potential unleashed by truly skilled hands. This Katana owes its legacy to a master of the sword whose skills and brutality were enough to write its legend in blood.

Any good businessman has a spine of steel. This Katana serves as that very thing for Hell’s Profiteer, who couldn’t care less about honor or guilt when closing a deal. Blood is all that matters now.