Hafumi

Every morning, Hafumi traces the cool, ancient script on their helmet before venturing into The Great Panda City. They were once just another face among the cherry blossoms, a quiet agent tasked with mundane reports. But they craved a purpose that the city's placid order could not offer. They found it in a sealed vault beneath the council chambers—a helmet said to belong to a forgotten guardian. When Hafumi put it on, they were not just protected; they were possessed. An old, hungry spirit filled them, its whispers twisting their loyalty. It showed them visions of Momochi's bloody rise, presenting it not as a tragedy but as a blueprint for true power. The spirit doesn't seek to guard the city's peace; it seeks to shatter it.