KAKUHAN

"What lies ahead is absolutely nothing mind-blowing," muttered warrior monk Koshiro Hino to his companion and elementalist Yuki Nakagawa, as they peered over the raw cliffs of Tojinbo. ZISCH! Lightning bolts twitched across the beach, revealing a pack of oni, who were already pawing at the ground with their feet, moving as one under the malicious spell of their master, waiting silently for her command. Weeks had passed since the evil sorceress had returned and announced her plans: "I will banish all music and joy from Japan and destroy the woke mind virus corrupting our speech and writing, utterly erase it from this world!" And it had taken weeks too, for Koshiro and Yuki to locate her with the help of complicated electro-technical instruments. "We only have this one moment, Yuki. If we fail today, then Japan's music scene and world-wide linguistic justice are doomed!" Softly, the dissimilar duo crept along the cliff's edge. "Conceal us with your fog power, we attack upon my sign!" Yuki focussed her mind and plucked her invisible cello strings firmly – the air particles around her condensed in the cold light of the moon. Carefully, the two climbed down the cliffside and landed on the beach without a sound. "Now," murmured the warrior monk, drawing his sharpened katana. This time, using her bow Yuki fired a salvo of ashen secondary clusters, asterisks and colons into the wind and – WHOOSH! – simultaneously they stormed towards the sorceress. The ice Yuki had conjured covered the soniferous vault of heaven, Koshiro's sword sliced through the evil silence. SWOOSH!!!
Silke Schröder fell, but the oni managed to escape.
There where the Schröderwitch had stood but a moment ago, there appeared beneath the silhouette of a Lower-Rhinish witness to history (sporting some sort of metal-rimmed spectacles reminiscent of those worn by Japanese Emperor Hirohito…) an inscription in glowing white letters that read: 

“In life, nothing at all is immaculate.”