Yumimi

The scent of charged air and cooling stone is the first thing Yumimi knew. Legend in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria claims they were not born, but condensed from a sunset's final ray. While the wizards and scientists studied the great monoliths, Yumimi took up a simple fishing rod, casting their line not into water, but into the shimmering distortions of time itself. They reel in echoes: a kingdom’s cheers, a hero’s last breath, the silence after a great battle. These visions are a heavy catch, settling behind their eyes with a stoic weight no one can share. Their pilgrimage is constant, a journey to the water pools of Horoguramu, the only one who can help decipher the tangled futures they pull from the ether.