The Big Cheese

This golden blade with an aquatic motif is a bream come true. Warriors far and wide dream of netting themselves this fearsome, deadly épée. ...Okay, yes, it's a fish sword.

The kadomatsu is an indispensable talisman used during Hinomotoan New Year celebrations. Now it can fit in the palm of your hand! One good swing is enough to drive any and all impending calamities away from you and yours.

A dagger modeled after Mitsuhide's chief retainer, Bonnie. Every swing of its thick, heavy blade is a declaration of dignity. To own this tool is to taste success. ...Probably.

A rod modeled after a universal symbol of good fortune. Its adorable little paw beans herald good tidings and fat stacks in equal measure.

To him, life meant only suffering. Born bare of all necessities, he has survived to this day through the sheer and unrelenting anger unique to those with nothing.

He had dreamed of saving the weak—but weakness is defined solely in relation to strength. Thus, to eliminate the strong is to eliminate the weak as well. Salvation is but destruction under a different name.

His heart yearned for an ounce of the happiness enjoyed by others, but it eluded him completely. In its absence came despair, the sneering reminder of what he lacked. And so, he decided to stab at happiness itself.

He obliterated all of it, from the curses that ate at him to the desires that preserved his being. He lost all sense of himself as a person, though he didn't care. He would not stop until he obliterated the world itself.

He wavered, teetering between life and death, between human and beast. To remain human would be to invite death, and yet still he wavered. Finally, he made his choice. And that was when he awakened.

The pain he felt was perpetual. He was starving, sick, exhausted; he was the subject of suspicion and exclusion, of scorn and disgust. And yet the sharpest pain of all was the contempt he harbored himself.