The old geomancers have a saying: 'The brightest crystals don't reflect light; they reflect truth.' Kusunosuke learned this when a golden shadow swept across the valleys of The Crystal Highlands of Armaria. Washi, the Winged Warlord, passed overhead, a silent god in the sky whose sheer presence made the monoliths hum with terrifying power. Drawn by instinct, Kusunosuke laid a hand upon the largest, a stone dark as midnight. It showed them no vision of the future, but the unvarnished truth of their own soul: a core of absolute zero around which their fiery spirit raged. The arcane backlash was instantaneous. The blade at their back was flash-frozen into a weapon of impossible cold, and their face locked into an expression of profound shock. They are forever caught in that one single moment of unbearable truth.
Name
Kusunosuke
Owner
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ID#1558
Rarity
MID:28%
Type
Charcoal Grey
X-HI:14%
Head
Fiery Mohawk
EX:1%
Mouth
Shocked
X-HI:7%
Eyes
Vibrant Eyes
EX:2%
Back
Frost Katana