Chimper #2880
Every dawn, Aju traces the frost patterns on their katana's blade, a quiet ritual in the crimson glow of The Underworld. The practice is a memory of home, a grove so vibrant it felt alive. They were sent to this hostile realm for a rite of passage meant to break them, and for a time, it almost did. The ash choked them, the cultists hunted them, and the unnatural cold seeped into their very soul. It was during a desperate duel against a Soul Chaser that something shifted. The cold they feared became a weapon in their grasp, their spirit ascending as their blade froze the air. They survived. They later met Yasuke, who saw not a victim of the wastes, but a master of them. Now, Aju teaches the lost how to endure, a calm testament that one can bloom even in the most toxic soil.
