Kushimi

Kushimi nudged a single drop of rain from a cherry blossom petal, ensuring its perfect balance. The generals of The Teikodian Empire who knew of their past saw only a survivor, another soul scarred by the same demonic fleet that drove Mesuokami to the wolves. They expected Kushimi to take up a blade and seek vengeance. They waited for the roar. Instead, Kushimi learned to listen to the rain, finding patterns not for ambushes, but for planting moss. They wear the Lone Wolf garb not as a pledge to a pack, but as a simple request to be left alone. This quiet refusal to turn trauma into a weapon was its own rebellion, making them an outcast. When asked how they can remain so calm, they simply point to their garden. Vengeance doesn't help the peonies grow.