Chimpers

0x3…360

ERC721

When the final sunset painted the spinning rocks above the fortress, Orihime wasn't watching the sky. They were tracing the edges of a smooth, gray stone they kept in their palm. In The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, a realm obsessed with perfect, light-bending crystals, it was an anomaly. It drank the light and offered nothing back but a low, dissonant hum that set teeth on edge. Their mentors urged them to cast it aside, calling it a geological dead end. But Orihime heard a question in its vibration. They stitched a soft pouch for it and walked away from the glowing monoliths. Now, that silent stone is their guide, warming slightly not toward riches or power, but toward things left unsaid and people who have lost their way. Others see the strawberry milk mark on their face and offer them sweets, never seeing where Orihime's intense gaze is truly fixed.

Name

Orihime

Owner

0x497e009415666957675490F639D6a00281F01702

ID#3751

Rarity

X-LO:80%