There are many songs sung for mortals who heroically rose to avenge their loved ones from evil tyrants. But what of the Immortals who watch? Kiyohime, Kami of Vengeance, would smile upon her children of spite, especially if they can carry out their justice in particularly creative and violent ways. She revels in that initiation—when that mortal feels a burning in the core of their existence, that hunger and endless pit of rage like the wick of a candle being eaten by famished flame. Kiyohime loves her theatre, and like a graceful and adept puppeteer, she performs and lets all her dolls dance until the last of them fall with beautiful violence… Taking their last bloodied breath, either the av...