Kyokusaburou

The Grumpy Oracle of the Lower Sprawl is what the fisherfolk call them, and Kyokusaburou hates it. They never asked to see the future in the ripples of the great river; they just wanted to fish. It was a simple, quiet life they and their childhood friend, Ririna, had always cherished, mending nets and trading stories on the docks. But then the visions started—a lost boat's location in the currents, a trader's lie in the eddies. Ririna insists it's a gift meant to protect their community. To Kyokusaburou, it's a curse that scares away the prize catches. The furious look in their eyes isn't from anger, but from the immense strain of ignoring a future they never wanted while trying to land a fish they desperately do. The sabre? It's for filleting, and they'll thank you not to ask about it again.