Tetsuko

Tetsuko tapped their carved cane against the white marble, the rhythmic sound a quiet protest against the gilded silence of the palace. They were assigned to guard a scriptorium where a quiet scholar named Ren was restoring ancient texts. While the rest of The Teikodian Empire celebrated embellished histories, Ren spoke only of the truths being erased between the lines. Their clandestine talks in dusty archives became the only duty that mattered. Ren gifted them the cane, its surface carved not with dragons or imperial emblems, but with the constellations of a forgotten sky. Every tap of that cane on the polished floors is a reminder: their fight is no longer for the Emperor, but for the person who showed them a truth worth defending.