How many sunsets must one watch before they all look the same? Tokujuurou sat perched atop a levitating shard of obsidian, the sky before them bleeding orange into deep violet. Below, the valley of prismatic monoliths seemed to drink the light, glowing from within. For centuries, each sunset had been a signal to find shelter, to keep moving, a reminder of time slipping away. But this one was different. Their demon eyes, which saw the twisting energies of the world, saw only color tonight. They traced a wrinkle beside their mouth, a line carved by a thousand weary smiles and a million miles walked. The familiar urgency to press on was gone, replaced by the simple weight of the cooling stone beneath them. The path had not ended, but the running had.
Name
Tokujuurou
Owner
0x7d70B5b638a2AF9816202880535c8FE8F1FB9772
ID#2805
Rarity
MID:47%
Background
Papaya Orange
HI:21%
Head
Long White Hair
EX:1%
Type
Jet Black
X-HI:11%
Eyes
Demon
EX:1%
Mouth
Wrinkled