Chimper #870
The youngest trainees at The Dojo whisper that Gonpachirou’s arrows never actually leave the quiver. Yesterday, they faced a cocky prodigy in a sparring match. The prodigy moved like lightning. Gonpachirou simply sighed, a theatrical, world-weary sound, and took a single step. Suddenly, the ground beneath the prodigy seemed to shift, sending them tumbling into the icy training lake. What the trainees fail to understand is that Gonpachirou is not here to learn. They are here to forget. On a solo pilgrimage, they witnessed a crack in the world’s fabric, a glimpse of the raw power Kami once wielded, and it rewrote them completely. They returned a transcendent being, wearing the role of a student as a desperate anchor to mortality.
