Chimpers

0x3…360

ERC721

Yunika sketches the curve of a golden spire, the charcoal soft against the parchment. In their youth, they only saw the blinding beauty—the white marble, the gemstones glittering in the oppressive sun. Years later, that same sun cast long, cold shadows down an alley where they watched a political prisoner disappear into the dungeons. The city’s perfect lines suddenly seemed crooked. The night they left, they traded their artist’s smock for a simple pack, pulling a crimson cap low. Their new pink visor reflected the muddy road out, not the gleaming palace walls. These days, they still sketch, but they capture the patterns of falling sakura on a stream, the honest faces of villagers, the simple truth of things that don't need gold to shine.

Name

Yunika

Owner

0x13e47408172596e97D99b0D3802D44409378f0e9

ID#2561

Rarity

MID:37%