Muchi

Muchi traced a pattern in the air with their Frost Katana, watching miniature snowflakes dance and melt before they hit the bamboo-lined street. The hilt was all they and Suminosuke found as children, a rusted piece of metal tucked between the roots of a cherry blossom. It was their first sword, a shared promise of future adventures in The Great Panda City. Years later, during a trial high on the mountain, when a rogue wind spirit threatened to cast Suminosuke from the peaks, Muchi’s own spirit erupted. The energy needed a conduit, and it found one in the old, treasured hilt. Ice bloomed from their grasp, forming the blade that now chills the air. Others see a weapon of immense, cold power. Muchi just sees a promise kept. Every snowflake it sheds is a memory of the friend who still stands beside them.