Chimper #1073
The wooden peach Kajitsu keeps in their pocket is worn smooth from years of anxious fiddling. It was the first perfect thing they ever made, a relic from their time training at The Dojo. Back then, they struggled to keep pace, their movements too gentle for the sparring ring. They trained alongside Daiyamondo, another soul who didn't quite fit. While Daiyamondo faced scorn for their strange ideas, Kajitsu simply faded into the background. One evening, after Daiyamondo was dismissed harshly by an instructor, Kajitsu left a small, carved plum blossom by their training sandals. No note. None was needed. It became their language. Soon, a tiny boat, a detailed leaf, a sleeping cat. It was Daiyamondo who first named them 'the Creator,' a title spoken with a reverence that silenced any who might have mocked it.
