Tomoshi

The Cauldron’s Echo was meant to be the quiet half. In the gilded laboratories of The Teikodian Empire, as alchemists poured volatile energy into Itame, Tomoshi was crafted to be the anchor—a being of pure tranquility meant to balance the storm. Their mind was designed as a placid lake, their essence stillness. But the process fractured. The psychic leash intended for Itame snapped back, not to enslave Tomoshi, but to shatter them. The calm boiled away in an instant, leaving only the searing shock of a soul violently awakened and the furious scars of a creation gone wrong. They wander the empire’s marble halls now, a tranquil grey vessel filled with a stunned, silent rage for the peace they can remember but never feel.