Chimper #267
The Merchant of Impossible Goods is what they call them in the markets of The Teikodian Empire. It wasn't always this way. They used to trade in silks and river pearls, a simple life where value was something you could weigh in your palm. Then a client paid them to find a 'spark of creation'. The search ended in a quiet, forgotten grove, face to face with Eirian. Kyoyuki saw not a person, but a tear in reality, raw power held in a fragile shape. The universe stared back. After that, pearls felt like gravel. Kyoyuki donned the pufferfish helmet and shades to become someone else, someone who could handle that truth. The sword is for the kind of customers who deal in truths, not trinkets.