kaminotsumahajiki has arrived.
Coming into existence beyond just a blade brought a rush that he could have never felt before, all culminating into a final burst. Petals rained from seemingly nowhere, heralding his arrival.
A single golden eye opened, just as a smirk pulled new skin taut. “I'm Shokudaikiri Mitsutada. I can cut through even bronze candlestick holders... Yeah, that's not cool at all.”









