Miruho

Miruho was born with their eyes half-closed, a trait the elders in The Great Panda City called 'the watcher's gaze.' For years, they were a quiet fixture of the city, their loyalty as unbending as the bamboo that lined the streets. But that quiet ended the day the haunted wanderer, Yukimura, passed through the gates. While others cheered the warrior’s legendary valor, Miruho saw what their narrowed eyes were born to see: the ghosts clinging to Yukimura's armor, the silent weight of countless battles in their every step. They understood then that heroism was not a glorious song, but a heavy burden. Taking up their own blade, Miruho left the city's purple skies, not to become a hero, but to understand the shadows that create them.