Hakuya

The scent of cherry blossoms in The Great Panda City is a ghost, a memory carried on the freezing wind. For Hakuya, it’s real. It clings to their Sakura Katana, a blade that moves with a grace they never earned through training alone. Before their ascension, they were just another brash fighter. Then, in a duel under the city's purple sky, the three gems on their brow pulsed with blinding light. Their next strike was not their own; it was faster, sharper, and left a trail of phantom petals in the air. The power stayed. Even Yasuke, who took an interest in their strange abilities, cannot explain its source. Hakuya now teaches sparring, but they only teach what they know for certain. The other part, the power that hums beneath their skin, remains a secret even from themself. 'The blade wanted to,' they say with that infuriating smirk, and leave the student to wonder.