Teijuurou

On the night the pale stone temple collapsed into the rushing river, Teijuurou was inside, poring over forbidden scrolls. Their enemy, Mireka, was there too, blade drawn not for study but for seizure. What happened next is a story told only in whispers among the fishers of Waterfall City. An explosion of light, a roar that drowned out the falls, and then silence. When Teijuurou awoke days later, their eye was ruined and the temple was gone. But Mireka was there, not as a foe, but as the one who had pulled them from the rubble. These days, Teijuurou wears a bright yellow bandana, a cheerful flag over a quiet ruin. They no longer study the old ways. Mireka is never far, a silent shadow. Who found what they were looking for that night, and who lost everything?