Rurara

The phantom scent of ramen broth is strongest when the freezing winds whip down from the high peaks. Rurara remembers warmth, remembers the satisfaction of a full bowl, but can no longer feel either. They were just a trainee, a regular at every noodle stall in The Great Panda City, when a sudden blizzard on a high-altitude delivery run claimed them. They awoke days later, not cold, not hungry, just… present. The Panda Council, seeing resilience where others saw an ill omen, gave them the Lightspeed Suit. The Ramen Hat, however, was their own addition—a stubborn anchor to the life they lost. They are learning that a soul can be rebuilt, even if the body is just a collection of memories and falling sakura petals.