Fukushirou

Fukushirou was once the most feared sentry at the fortress of midnight rock. Their tactical armor was immaculate, their gaze a shard of obsidian, and no wizard's experiment was ever disturbed on their watch. They were a living wall, a being of pure discipline. That was before the incident with the apprentice, the arcane ritual, and the bowl of fate-altering noodles. One slip, one splatter, and Fukushirou was cursed with a permanent, spectral ramen crown. The humiliation was absolute, stripping them of their stoic reputation. But in the years since, it has become a strange sort of teacher. The fear they once inspired is gone, replaced by a quiet respect. They are still a guardian, but one who understands that the greatest threats aren't always to life, but sometimes, to dignity.