Chimper #1107
Shinkichi was once the loudest laugh at The Dojo. They saw geomancy as an art of joy, shaping rock into caricatures of their instructors and promising their young ward, Takuzou, they would teach them how to make mountains giggle. That lesson was cut short. During a routine patrol, a real Soul Chaser breached the perimeter. Shinkichiโs power became a shield, a desperate wall to protect Takuzou, but they were too slow to save everyone. Another student fell to the consuming black-and-white flame. Since that day, the laughter has been gone. Shinkichi still eats ramen, but the slurping is a hollow, mechanical sound. Their earth-shaping is now purely defensive, a constant, grim preparation for a fight they pray never comes again.