From that day on, the village was never the same, and the legend of Rasetsu Fumaden spread throughout the land, a cautionary tale about the dangers of meddling with forces beyond human understanding.
The next morning, the villagers awoke to find Kaito gone, and Rasetsu was nowhere to be seen. But the wind carried a faint, haunting melody, and the villagers knew that the darkness had only just begun to unfold. Rasetsu Fumaden-DARKSiDERS
How was that? I tried to create a story inspired by the title, while also incorporating elements of Japanese culture and the supernatural. From that day on, the village was never