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::Kagetsuchi::
"Kagetsuchi. When I first arrived here - I was awe-struck. The village was beautiful, and so busy - life teeming just about everywhere that you looked. Industry and technology in development the likes of which I'd never seen before. I was so excited. I was so optimistic, I was so . . . naive. At first glance you see the bright red walls, the beautiful lanterns high in the sky and shingled teeth of the buildings - jutting up as if to gnaw the Naraka moon itself and think that this village is a place someone can make something of themself. . . but these teeth are sprung from blood soaked gums - an epitaph to the slave labor used to nourish those very same teeth. Between the hustle and bustle of the village there is crime of all kinds - vice as far as the eyes can see. Murder Monks prowl the streets at night looking for their next victim. Drugs and contraband of other natures change hands in every unlit corner that passes the inactive traces of the mind and the syndicate? An organization by the name of KAISEI run the criminal underworld of Naraka from here with an iron fist. A place to make something of yourself. Hmph, maybe. But it didn't take long for me to realize that this place? It was more likely a place to unmake you just as quick. Kaisei's mark - a starfish, brands deaddrop locations for the syndicate and tend to be the only way to get in contact. The central district is a healthy balance of entertainment. Casinos, hotels, pubs, massage parlours - the works. This village is like a spider - wraping you comfortably in a sheet...you don't even realize when it starts draining you. Lucky Tiger, the biggest casino in the entire village. and Kaisei HQ, though no one would just tell you that. He can see it all from up there on his high horse...Genichiro Of Seven Winds. If this village was built on bloodsoaked soil then it all drains out and into his hands. I'll have to somehow convinve him...if I'm to keep moving on" [sub]- Tatsumi Sakurai, some years ago.[/sub]