Okatarou

Okatarou keeps a secret they do not themselves know. They were not born in the city of high winds and bamboo-lined streets; they arrived. Legends say they fell from the purple-hued sky like a tear of light, found sleeping beneath a shower of cherry blossoms with no memory of their name or purpose. Their only inheritance was a simple mask and a traveler's pack. The city's elders, seeing a purity that even amnesia could not erase, gave them a name. Like the Reborn Eiko, their past was a blank scroll. They travel now, not to map the world, but to map the fragments of their own forgotten soul, chasing whispers of a radiant power that sometimes flashes behind their eyes.