
The Komusó was once a monk that embraced the serenity of nature. Now, he is a sojourner, his cursed blade tainted with the blood of thousands. He wanders Japan, leaving behind a trail of felled foes and challengers. The draw of his katana is unmatched, his power is overwhelming. Sengoku Japan quavers at the very mention of this mysterious swordsman. Some call him ronin, others deem him Oni. Regardless of their titles, he knows what he is. The Komusó.