Fukiyo

Years after the Teikodian Empire declared them a heretic and left them for dead, Fukiyo found a new religion in a bowl of ramen. They had been a historian, their crime piecing together truths the Emperor wanted buried. For that, they lost their position, their name, and nearly their life in the damp chill of the palace dungeons. They escaped, but the scholar they were died down there, leaving only a haunted figure with unsettling pink eyes. One day, a former imperial guard named Karinto, who had once stood watch over their cell, found them not seeking vengeance, but simply trying to perfect a broth recipe. Karinto, now also an outcast, joined them. The renewal was not in reclaiming their old life, but in building a new one from scratch, one noodle at a time.