Kurashirou nudged a piece of petrified wood into the small, defiant fire, the only spot of warmth in the ash-choked gloom of The Underworld. Across the flames, Akurai sat hunched, knuckles white as they gripped the amulet pulsing with erratic energy. It wasn't like the campfires back home, where stories were for laughter. Here, they were medicine. When they followed Akurai down here, Kurashirou thought their charm would be enough to soothe the inherited curse. But the amulet fed on despair. They learned fast that a story of a sunny afternoon wasn't just a memory—it was a shield. They carried the weight together now, one bearing its physical toll, the other fighting its spiritual hunger with tales of a world that wasn't gray. Kurashirou slid a roasted marshmallow off the stick and offered it over. "This one tastes like the summer we tried to build a boat from reeds," they said softly.
Name
Kurashirou
Owner
0xFcA4A2dFd952691fEfD6F5d40B022c5B62e1265a
ID#153
Rarity
HI:18%
Background
Vibey Grey
EX:4%
Face Extra
Marshmallow Stick
EX:3%
Head
Sacred Vapour
EX:MAX
Type
Cocoa Brown
HI:16%
Eyes
Eyelash