Shukiko

Shukiko was always sure they knew best. In The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, surrounded by precise magicians, their brute force felt like a purer form of power. The gorilla disguise and flail helmet were a joke on the stuffy wizards. But when their own energy awakened, it wasn't a controlled spark; it was a devastating tremor that cracked a midnight-dark monolith. Suddenly, their recklessness had real consequences. The wizards, seeing only a liability, sent them to learn from Tedi. The philosopher offered no lectures, just quiet questions and songs that grated on Shukiko's impatience. Slowly, awkwardly, they are learning that smashing things is easy. Understanding what’s worth protecting is the real challenge. The smug smirk hasn't vanished, but it falters more often.