Hanahiko

Hanahiko’s glasses were not made to see the world as it is. They were salvaged from the wreckage of The Dragon Wastelands—two mismatched crystal shards humming with leftover magic from the final battle. When Hanahiko first held them to their eyes, the world fractured into a thousand timelines. They saw ghost dragons not as illusions, but as scars left on time itself. This was their evolution, a painful transcendence that rewired their senses. Now, what others call a berserker's charge is for Hanahiko a perfect dance through echoes of what will be, dodging blows before they are thrown. Events seem to bend around them, much like the chaos that follows Shinpi, as they follow causal threads invisible to all others. They no longer just look at the world; they pore over its architecture.