Matoshi was supposed to know everything. They studied the spinning monoliths of The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, convinced magic was a science of inputs and outputs. Their cat companion would nap on ancient texts as Matoshi traced runes, smug in their understanding. Then, the surge came. It was not a formula; it was a flood. The energy that awakened inside them had no logic, only force, frosting the air and cracking a nearby crystal. It was the first time their cat had ever hissed at them. The Frost Katana, once a relic of study, now feels like the only thing grounding them. They sought out Tedi, not for grand philosophy, but for a simple song that might quiet the storm in their mind. The smirk remains a shield of old confidence, but at night, they confess their fear to the only one who truly saw the change—the cat curled on their chest, whose purr is a fragile promise of control.
Name
Matoshi
Owner
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ID#422
Rarity
EX:1%
Type
Iconic Brown
HI:16%
Head
Cat Fren
EX:MAX
Back
Frost Katana
EX:1%
Eyes
Puppy Eyes
EX:1%
Mouth
Smug Smirk