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Kamaitachi is not a mere creature of mythology, but of nature in its purest and most chaotic state. Born on the snowy peaks of Japan, a manifestation of the wind that is able to cut even the branches of the strongest and life bloomings trees. For eons, they devoted themselfs to his task: riding in tornadoes, leaving a trail of undetectable cuts on the earth and in souls. They never thought of more, never felt empty, only fulfilled his function.
When the war came, the chaos it brought with it became a new kind of wind, a storm of divine energy that
Kamaitachi could not resist the urge to ride. They were dragged into the domains of the gods, now in combat, their essence entwined with those of the gods and their consciousness ignited with the thirst for a new hunt. Now, they does not only cut grass and meat; they seeks the very essence of divinity. For
Kamaitachi, the battle of the gods is no longer simply a new form of wind, but a greater opportunity.
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