Chimper #1091
Motoyuki did not earn their title in a sunlit plaza, surrounded by laughing friends. They were once a scribe in the lower archives of The Teikodian Empire, known for a genuine cheerfulness that could coax a smile from even the sternest palace guard. That was before they found a ledger detailing shipments to an underground laboratory, a ledger they were never meant to see. Their choice was simple: wear a mask and serve the state's darker interests, or have their family serve a sentence in the dungeons. They chose the mask. These days, the name "the Merry" is a piece of exquisite cruelty, a whisper that follows them down shadowed corridors on silent missions. They no longer laugh, but they hold onto the name—a final, private act of defiance against the empire that stole their joy.
