Seiun

Seiun is a walking prophecy. They stood at the lip of the great cascade, the roar of Waterfall City a deafening hymn below, feeling the spray on their face. This was the place the starlight inside them had been pulling towards for a century. They were not born but woven, a conscious thought given form by Asayaka when the Guardian of Balance foresaw a future schism. Asayaka gave them no map, no words, only a fragment of cosmic purpose that hummed like a plucked string whenever they faced a moment of true consequence. It had led them through ash-choked plains and fluorescent skies, a silent pilgrimage toward this single point in time. Now, watching the fishers cast their nets far below, Seiun finally understood. The prophecy was not a path to follow, but a choice to be made.