Motorou

They drink the sap of the First Tree, the elders whisper whenever Motorou passes. They say when the world was young, the very essence of The Heart of the Forest coalesced into a single being, forever marked by the sweet, pink nectar that sustains them. This is no mere drink; it is a pact. Where Motorou walks, the soil remembers its strength and withered plants reach for the sun. For this reason, they are compelled to wander, a quiet, living pilgrimage. Even the great Warden, Kanshi-in, once paused their cosmic vigil, sensors detecting a pulse of pure, unbridled life. Below, it was just Motorou, eyes focused and intense, leaving a trail of impossible blossoms in their wake.