Shitsue

Shitsue cast their line into the misty spray of Waterfall City, a picture of perfect patience. It was this calm that drew Kokia to them. They fell in love over shared meals on the wide stone plaza, Kokia charmed by the gentle wanderer whose greatest ambition was catching silver-finned sprites. Their life felt simple, safe. Then the river spirit attacked—a blur of claws and fury from the rapids. Kokia froze in terror, but Shitsue just sighed, gave the rod a sharp twist, and a blade of pure energy shot from its tip, silencing the beast instantly. The rod wasn't for catching fish. It was bait. Kokia's shocked expression was a mirror of Shitsue's own, caught for the first time without their peaceful disguise.