Kukori dragged the whetstone across the blade, each quiet scrape a promise kept. The sword wasn't theirs. It belonged to a dying scout who spoke of golden light and an unprotected webway, pressing a carved salmon token into Kukori’s hand with their last breath. 'For Yuji,' they had whispered. 'So they know.' Kukori had been a simple wanderer before that moment, content with nameless trails. But the weight of that final request brought them here, to this cold lakeside training ground. They don’t spar or seek rank among the other chimps. They just watch the hopefuls fight, maintain the borrowed steel, and wait for the one person in the realm who will recognize the fish on their head as a message from the lost.
Name
Kukori
Owner
0x0CEd79471b39CC05c232c345bFB4c885AF045a21
ID#3484
Rarity
MID:43%
Background
Blue Sky
X-HI:6%
Face Extra
Black Goatee
EX:5%
Head
Salmon
EX:2%
Type
Jet Black
X-HI:11%
Eyes
Resting