Chimper #3392
When the subterranean forges of The Teikodian Empire finally went silent, two figures emerged from the acrid smoke. One was Ryu-senshi, the great warrior, their eyes vacant and their will shackled. The other was Seminosuke, clutching a Dragonslayer Blade no one had seen them enter with. They never speak of what happened in the dragonfire tempering, or how they endured the same process that broke a legend yet kept their own mind. Instead, they took up a backpack and began to walk, a carton of strawberry milk always in hand. The blade never leaves their side, a cold counterpoint to their blushing, shy demeanor. Imperial agents wonder what secret allowed this one to escape their grasp. Seminosuke just pulls their Diamondana lower and moves on.
