Daihachirou

They just… walk. Even when there's nothing to walk on. That's what the winged natives whisper as Daihachirou crosses from one landmass to another. Back home, where rain turned the world to slick stone and deep mud, their methodical gait was a form of stealth. But in The Fluorescent Isles, their grounded nature is a spectacle. They came to this realm chasing a sworn duty, only to find themself stranded in a world without solid paths. For weeks, they were trapped on a single island, a warrior with nowhere to go. Then they met Kumo, a being who understood the spaces between. Kumo didn't offer flight, but passage. Now, they move together through the clouds, Daihachirou striding across bridges of solid mist that only they can see, a rain walker in a land of endless sun.