Saruhiko

One pair of spectacles, a map of forgotten gateways, and a hunger that gnaws deeper than any blade. Saruhiko is an anomaly in The Underworld, a figure of pure white against the crimson sky, seemingly immune to its corruption. Other lost souls assume they seek a cure for their insatiable drive, an inherited burden much like the one Akurai carries. Saruhiko offers no correction. They let others believe they are searching for an exit, some relic to finally bring them peace. But the hunger is not for release. It is for return. The arctic fur is the curse, and they are just trying to get home.