Chimper #1748
The Crystal Highlands of Armaria hum with a power older than any chimper, a song only the stones truly know. Hyougonosuke listens, not for the grand chorus, but for a single, discordant note. They waited with Kaunto-juba, and the world saw it as devotion. The truth is a secret pact, sealed beneath a spinning monolith on a night of unsettlingly beautiful sunsets. Hyougonosuke, whose connection to the earth is absolute, saw where the messiah’s power truly came from: not the distant stars, but a deep, groaning source Armaria itself was trying to contain. The frog patch covers the eye that witnessed the ritual. They don't wait for a prophet; they wait for a debtor to pay what was promised, their expression forever frozen in the shock of knowing the true price.
