Shikasaburou

In the city built atop a great waterfall, legacies are said to flow downstream with the current. For Shikasaburou, however, their family’s legacy was a crushing weight of steel on their back. The Dragonslayer Blade was a constant companion, even as they sat slurping noodles at a stall overlooking the lower town. Their sibling, Kuyuna, insisted they train constantly, but Shikasaburou found more comfort in textbooks and broth. The oath their ancestors swore—to face the spectral beast that sometimes haunts the falls’ mists—felt like a story from another life. But tonight, the fog gathers with an unusual thickness, and the ancient steel against their spine feels colder than ever before.