Ayanosuke

Ayanosuke was taught that the sun always shines on The Teikodian Empire, but their goggles were made to see in the dark. They once stood guard on the white marble balconies, their crimson cap a proud speck of loyalty against the golden spires. They believed in the grandeur, in the unwavering light that seemed to bless the capital. Then came a transfer to a post deep within the palace's shadowed corridors. It was not the darkness that broke their faith, but what they saw clearly within it—a political rival being delivered to Isha’s laboratories, not the justice chambers. They walked away that night, trading polished floors for dusty roads, their trusty katana now serving a personal code. The confident smile is for anyone who still believes the Empire has no shadows.