Chimper #3040
In The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, the great monoliths are said to hold the memories of the world, vibrating with ancient power. Banzaemon was once a student of this power, eager to learn the secrets trapped in the stones. Their quest led them to a cavern untouched by the region's famous sunsets, where they found a sliver of crystal humming not with magic, but with an ageless, absolute cold. It felt like the stillness of Shimo, an echo of time frozen solid. When Banzaemon reached out, the chill didn't just bite their skin; it settled deep within their spirit. Since that day, they wander. The endless bowls of ramen they consume are not for hunger, but a desperate, failing attempt to chase away the cold that hollowed them out from the inside.