Kesatarou

In the Dragon Wastelands, they say a single open eye sees more truth than two. Kesatarou lives by this creed. Other travelers see a broken warrior, a lone figure navigating the scorched plateaus with a carved cane and a frog patch where an eye should be. They assume the mask hides scars and the staff is for fending off the ghost dragons that howl through the perpetual fog. They are half right. Kesatarou taps the cane against the ravaged earth not to find a firm foothold, but to feel a specific vibration—the hum of reality stretched thin. The patch isn't for blindness; it's to block out the very illusions that make this land a tomb. They aren't hunting a person. They're mapping the wounds of the world itself.