Chimpers

0x3…360

ERC721

Yamame keeps their Frost Katana not for the cold it creates, but for the memory it holds. They found the blade half-buried in the unnatural snows of The Underworld’s ice plains, its hilt radiating a faint warmth against the biting cold. The moment their fingers closed around it, their mind flooded with forgotten sunlight and the sound of laughter. This was their transcendence: not the mastery of ice, but the reclamation of joy. The gleeful makeup and dapper cap are not a disguise but an armor of defiance against the ash-choked sky. To the cultists and undead, their cheerful demeanor is a madness; to the lost, it is a strange, unsettling hope. Some whisper a guardian of balance like Asayaka left the blade as a test. The katana’s edge is impossibly cold, but Yamame’s smile is always warm.

Name

Yamame

Owner

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ID#4029

Rarity

X-HI:10%