Momomi watched the phantom talons of a ghost dragon pass through their chest without flinching, the illusionary cold barely registering. They were not always this calm. Years ago, they came to The Dragon Wastelands as an aspirant, swinging an ancient katana at every shimmering mirage and howling wind. The land preyed on their fear, nearly breaking them. The turning point wasn't a battle won, but a story remembered—of Asayaka, whose sheer presence could still a battlefield. Desperate, Momomi sheathed their blade during a torrential storm, closed their eyes, and simply stood amidst the chaos. In that moment of surrender, a new sense ignited. The world went silent, then bloomed with light. The angelic halo wasn't a reward; it was the manifestation of the peace they had finally found within the storm.
Name
Momomi
Owner
0x87f1191b4eFbE666FC05129fcbA5CC868043B2aC
ID#1600
Rarity
X-HI:7%
Type
Tranquil Grey
HI:15%
Head
Angelic Evolution
EX:MAX
Eyes
Intense
X-HI:9%
Back
Ancient Katana
EX:1%
Mouth
Deadpan