Hakyou

When their family’s titles turned to ash, Hakyou learned a truth the nobles never speak: a gleeful smile is the best armor. They arrived in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria with nothing but a worn yukata and a knack for making strawberry milk. The wizards and scientists saw a harmless creature, a curiosity to be sheltered. They didn't see the calculation behind Hakyou's eyes. They see the joy and assume it’s ignorance; Hakyou lets them. It's a private victory every time they are underestimated. Like Kiti, they offered no history, no past to speak of. But their memory isn't gone, it's just quiet. It's in the way they watch the spinning monoliths, knowing how quickly fortunes can turn.