Literature
The red string of fate
There was in a distant village, a young 'youkai' who spent time studying and trying to understand the nature of your own species, that he considered extremely hateful.
This young man always saw a red wire stuck in his little finger, which shook loose howling the wind.
As much as he wanted he could not cut it and eventually got used to it, even without understanding its meaning.
Claiming he had been in vain, because none of the others 'youkais' could see nor believed in the local folklore.
Time passed and the young man became the head of his clan. Now he lived with a single purpose: to protect the woman he loved most and that sadly was n