The other trainees in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria whisper that Doremi stole their power. They point to the thief's eyewear and the sudden surge in their geomancy as proof. The truth is quieter. One evening, frustrated by a rock chakra that refused to listen, they knelt by a shimmering pool said to channel the dreams of Namazu. They didn’t ask for strength, just an answer. The vision that flooded their mind was not of glory, but of the great monoliths screaming as they fractured into dust. When Doremi resurfaced, the hum of every crystal was a deafening roar in their ears. They haven't spoken of it since. They just chew on a chocolate stick, hide their gaze, and deflect every question with a nervous smile.
Name
Doremi the Coy
Owner
0x1F60b01A3498Ca9eE14E13e9DbFB546D5e124DEf
ID#3712
Rarity
MID:46%
Background
Papaya Orange
HI:21%
Outfit
Layered Up
EX:3%
Face Extra
Choc Stick
EX:2%
Type
Jet Black
X-HI:11%
Back
Rock Chakra