Kikii

In the Crystal Highlands of Armaria, they say the heaviest stones cast the longest shadows. For Kikii, that stone is the Mega Sabre strapped to their back, a stark contrast to the jam stains on their cheek and the salmon perched jauntily on their head. They are everyone's favorite trainee, always ready with a kind word and a shared snack. No one questions the blade, assuming it's a family relic or a flight of fancy. They are wrong. Kikii isn't training to wield it, but to contain it. The layers of their clothing hide more than the mountain chill; they conceal the faint, pulsing glyphs burned into their skin, a living lock for the entity sleeping within the steel. When asked about their sword, they just giggle and say it's for slicing toast.