Furiko

Furiko threw their wings open, a shield of black feathers against the spectral fire of a ghost dragon. They say the wings weren't always there, but were forged from a moment of pure will. Once just a wanderer in The Dragon Wastelands, Furiko found a lost chimp cornered by one of the land's phantom beasts—a creature woven from rain and regret. With no weapon and no shield, Furiko simply stood before the child, a silent vow to become a living wall against the despair. The shadows of the canyon themselves answered that vow, coalescing into the great, dark wings they now bear. High above, the Warp Warden Kanshi-in registered the event: a new, defiant star of protective energy blooming in the fog. The war paint is a daily renewal of that promise, their grin a challenge to the howling winds.