Shibuki

Shibuki did not choose the mask. It was a necessity born the day their sibling, Ezume, vanished from the lower docks of Waterfall City without a trace. Before, their life was as open as the plaza, filled with the sound of rushing water and easy laughter. But when the city’s guards offered only shrugs and condolences, Shibuki found a new teacher in the shadows of the pale stone temple. These days, they are two people: the charming trainee in a bliss jumper who helps fishers mend their nets, and the silent operative who learns to move unseen along the high stone walls. The friendly face they show the world is a disguise; the cold mask they wear at night is a promise.