Kishirou

Who needs a past when you have a perfectly good bowl of ramen in front of you? Kishirou woke up under a sky choked with gray ash, the only thing they knew for sure was the lingering scent of pork broth in their empty bowl. Next to them, an equally bewildered Kiti stared at the crimson glow on the horizon. With no memories to guide them, Kishirou made a simple, joyful deduction: they were on a pilgrimage to find the greatest ramen chef in the realms. Kiti, having no better ideas, agreed. Their quest has been a series of fortunate blunders since. They once tried to ask a silent, menacing Soul Chaser for directions, mistaking their black-and-white flame for a fancy grilling technique. Another time, they cheerfully used a map drawn on a cursed scroll as a placemat.