Furthermore, from prefectures and coral shores emerges a handmade zine—Red Factory Decapitation—that explores industrialised dishonour, the counter-system of ancient rituals, and the notion of an honourable death as a means of securing passage into the afterlife. It portrays an estranged warrior class whose melancholy is gradually eclipsed by ruinous hysteria, culminating in the amplification of maniacal laughter.