Yoshiakira

When the freezing winds first swept through The Great Panda City, Yoshiakira was a simple mercenary, their katana rented out to the highest bidder guarding bamboo shipments. They saw the world as a series of contracts and threats to be cut down. Years later, during a patrol near the city’s edge, their blade struck a shimmering distortion in the air. It wasn't a physical foe but a tear in reality, and through it, they saw a thousand possible futures bloom and collapse in a single instant. The vision seared itself behind their eyes. These days, they no longer guard cargo. They sit by the river, sword across their lap, watching the cherry blossoms fall, trying to discern which of those terrible, beautiful futures is the one rushing toward them.