Mekumi shattered the river stone with a single, thoughtless strike. The water sprayed, carrying fragments of granite downstream. It was an accident. It’s always an accident. Before the power surged, they fought with intention, every move a choice. Now, strength just… happens. Sensei once said the ascension wasn’t a single event, but a series of doors opening inward. They taught Mekumi to treat their power like the nesting dolls on their head: one shell at a time, each layer a different kind of control. But here in The Heart of the Forest, surrounded by chimps who find joy in a well-baked pie, the lessons feel distant. They see the locals’ happy faces and feel only the judgment from their own eyes, a constant critique from behind their mask. They’ve mastered the outer layers of their power, but they confess, only to the quiet woods, that they’re terrified of what’s waiting at the center.
Name
Mekumi
Owner
0x20251a0505Ead51fb2C6ce5c1f399924ea068322
ID#2678
Rarity
X-HI:8%
Type
Charcoal Grey
X-HI:14%
Head
Nesting Doll
EX:MAX
Mouth
Shocked
X-HI:7%
Eyes
Judging
EX:1%
Background
Forest Green