Amachi the Seeker did not lose a battle, a loved one, or a sacred artifact. They lost a Tuesday. They woke in their quarters within the dark fortresses of The Crystal Highlands of Armaria to find their general suit pressed, tactical goggles on the table, and a half-eaten piece of jam on toast going stale. Everything before that moment was a blank slate, a void where a life used to be. The wizards and scientists offer theories—a failed experiment, a psychic echo—but no answers. So Amachi searches, using the goggles to scan the monoliths not for power, but for a flicker of familiarity. They are known as the Seeker, yet cannot articulate what they seek, only that its absence feels like a missing limb. The taste of jam is the only memory they truly own.
Name
Amachi the Seeker
Owner
0xD1D5b985d401686449972C3020Aa8698037C0a90
ID#3894
Rarity
LO:59%
Background
Papaya Orange
HI:21%
Outfit
General Suit
EX:1%
Face Extra
Jam on Toast
EX:3%
Type
Tranquil Grey
HI:15%
Back
Rain Drizzle