Yuubiseireika

Every morning, Yuubiseireika inspects the ancient sabre on their back, not for rust, but for whispers. It’s a ritual others mistake for discipline. Here in Waterfall City, they are seen as a quirky explorer, a friendly face with squinting eyes who always seems to be listening for a footstep that hasn't fallen. What no one knows is that they carry the same knowledge that preserved Kodai—the chilling understanding of auras that possess and corrupt. They want to be the warm, nurturing soul their lineage suggests, to trust the fisher offering a share of their catch. But the sabre hums with old warnings, and every open hand looks like an invitation for something ancient to return. They travel to keep the world safe, one suspicious glance at a time.