Chimper #3845
What does one do with a power that threatens to unravel them? Saitarou learned to fish. They came to the scorched plateaus and rain-slicked valleys not for glory, but for the quiet focus of casting a line into murky swamp water. Then came the day their hook snagged not on a root, but on a dormant echo of the land’s rage. A chaotic energy, much like the force that changed Akurai, surged into them, leaving their eyes wide and wild. For a time, the power nearly tore them apart. But Saitarou returned to the water's edge, using the patient rhythm of the rod to tame the storm within. They learned to weave the energy into their being like a fishing line, finding balance in the simple act. It earned them their name, and the peaceful smile stained with strawberry milk hides the discipline of a soul holding back a hurricane.
