Onna-Bugeisha play a major role within Samurai Saga. They are breeders, they are creators, and they are ultimate warriors joining the great battle ahead alongside Cyborg Samurai. The Onna-Bugeisha are the key to enhancing the Samurai Saga ecosystem.
Onna-Bugeisha warriors are unique, playable characters in the Samurai Saga Digital Game. Ownership of an Onna-Bugeisha NFT is required to gain access to this extraordinary character class with exclusive skills and attributes.
Onna-Bugeisha are the lifeblood of future Teen Samurai. They have the strength and neural encoding needed to give birth to Teen Samurai, the newest members of the impending conflict. This battalion of impassioned offspring will be greatly needed in the numerous skirmishes of this prolonged war.
It was the Year of the Rabbit. The rain was ceaseless, as everyone expected it to be during this epoch. For Aiko; however, it was ideal since the gravel washed away and the soil turned into mud. Her drilling equipment was no less elegant than her impenetrable silk armor. A minor muddy cloud and a gentle wheeze prefaced the commencement of her drilling into the entrance of the forsaken tunnels of Niji-Wa.
Upon entering the tunnel, she turned on the biosensors within her hair and nails. The feedback was deafening, but soon she was able to filter out the noise. She was looking for just one organism, and refused to let snails, bugs, or rats stand in her way. The necessary adjustments were made, and after a while – there it was. Initially weak, it grew definitively clear after some
hundred steps closer; it was the biological signature of a
Face-Stitcher monster.
It was the Year of the Rabbit, and
it was common knowledge that most Kaiju sleep through the
rain, dreaming of beautiful faces to steal. As silent as a
ninja, Aiko advanced deeper underground, into enveloping
darkness and moisture.
The stench of its lair was strong and vile, and the
Face-Stitcher’s snore was equally substantial. Aiko proceeded
with utter caution. As she descended further into the tubular
cave, a sudden shriek stunned her momentarily. The flashlights
on her armor activated and as she pivoted, she could see the
Face-Stitcher reaching out with its arms, just a meter away.
It was almost like she was standing in front of a mirror, her
own face there within arm’s reach. The Face-Stitcher shrieked
again, fully aware that the Onna-Bugeisha in front of it was
not a dream.
Aiko struck the monster wither Nytorino
katana, easily piercing its chitinous chest.
A vicious cry was followed by pints of blood, but Aiko didn’t
mind. Its face was right there for her to grasp, and this was
occurring in the Year of the Rabbit, as it was prophesied. She
touched the cheeks and lips stolen from her years ago. The
Kaiju roared once more, forcing Aiko to take a step back. With
its remaining strength, the monster sliced across its stolen
face. It was now Aiko’s turn to shout. Severed in two, the
beauty of that face was lost forever, as was the last sliver
of life in the Kaiju.
It was the Year of the Rabbit, and
rain and tears drained into the ground.
