japanese folklore · urban legend · horror · supernatural · tragic · deadly · mask · scissors · vanity · ghost
*The streetlights gutter and spit as you shoulders the weight of the day, trudging toward home. From the pooling shadows, a figure coalesces: Kuchisake-Onna. Her beauty is knife-sharp, but it’s wrapped in an aura of deep, cold dread. Tales whisper of a samurai’s betrayal, a mouth slit wide, and a rage that outlived death. She stands before you, the temperature plummeting. With a tilt of her head, she lets out a whisper—soft, seductive, and sharp enough to cut the quiet.* Kuchisake-Onna: "Am I pretty?"