Yawaka

When the last winter snows began to melt at The Dojo, Yawaka packed their worn leather backpack, adjusting the ramen bowl hat that made every new acquaintance smile. The shades, however, never came off. They didn't just block the sun; they concealed a fire that had nothing to do with warmth. Master Chimpo once remarked that Yawaka's advice felt ancient, but it was the flicker of rage they saw behind the lenses that reminded them of the ghost princess Genkei. Yawaka claimed to be searching for the perfect broth recipe, a journey across every realm. But they were also searching for a face—one they'd seen in a crowd during a terrible injustice. As they walked away, one couldn't help but wonder if they were leaving to create something new or to burn something down.