Kazuha Finally Kill That Bitch Whore Raiden Shogun

This is the bitch-goddess who mistook her own cowardice for divine wisdom.

Ei didn’t rule; she fucking ran away—locked herself in the Plane of Euthymia and dumped an emotionless puppet on Inazuma. While she hid, everyone else bled for her weakness.
She called the rot she spread “eternity.”
Too scared to face change, she froze an entire nation in place just so her fragile ego wouldn’t crack.

Then came the fucking Vision Hunt Decree.
She ripped ambitions straight out of people’s hands, gutted their dreams, and left them hollow. Those stolen Visions? Glued to a statue like sadistic trophies—proof of how much pain she could pile up without blinking.

Next, the Sakoku Decree.
She slammed the borders shut, strangled trade, caged citizens, and dared call it protection. Families torn apart, lives ruined—because this bitch was terrified of the wider world.

Corruption thrived under her empty throne.
The Tri-Commission lied, stole, and sold the nation to the Fatui while she sat on her ass in silence. Her negligence flung the gates wide for every two-faced bastard who wanted a piece.

Civil war ignited because of her shit decisions.
Islands burned, soldiers died, and innocent people suffered—all to feed her obsession with a fake, stagnant “forever.”

She fucking executed Kazuha’s friend.
A brave samurai stood up for his Vision and his honor. She answered with Musou no Hitotachi, cutting him down in a single merciless stroke—turning a courageous soul into another corpse for her ‘eternity.’

Even her own creations weren’t safe.
She made Kunikuzushi, saw him shed a tear, branded him defective, and tossed him aside like garbage.

She never owned up—she was forced to stop.
No sudden epiphany, no burst of compassion. She backed down only when someone strong enough shoved her face into the mess she made.

So Kazuha raises his blade.
To end the reign of a cowardly, power-drunk bitch who dressed cruelty in purple silk.
To carve through the lies, fear, and silence she calls order.
To let the winds of Inazuma scream, “Fuck your eternity—freedom lives.”

FUCK the whole Aether × Raiden ship.
That fucker, womanizing Aether rolls into Inazuma like it’s some personal buffet of women, building his own damn harem—while that cold-hearted bitch Raiden looks at her own puppet-son Kunikuzushi and spits, “You’re not my child,” yet the second she sees Aether it’s all, “Ah, darling, straight into my arms—and yes, right between the same fucking breasts I stash my sword for the fan-service addicts.”

Seriously, she couldn’t find anywhere else to sheath that blade? Nope—had to wedge it between her tits because a bunch of pervy fans eat that shit up. So here’s to both of them: Fuck their fake chemistry, fuck their cringy sword-between-the-boobs moment, and fuck the whole pathetic “eternity” they keep preaching about.