Akeharu

Akeharu never sought the power they now wield. They were an explorer, content charting the currents beneath Waterfall City and trading stories with the frog merchants on the docks. One expedition took them deeper than ever before, into a forgotten underwater grotto where the sound of the falls vanished. There, they found a sliver of obsidian ice, a frozen echo humming with an impossible, final energy. It was a remnant of Kami's great unmaking of the Chronicles. When Akeharu touched it, the power surged, encasing their blade in permanent frost and their spirit in a cold stillness. They returned a transcendent being, revered and feared. But behind the deadpan expression, their vibrant eyes hold the truth: the power wasn't a gift, it's a cage.