Chimper #3376
In The Heart of the Forest, the elders say that even the gentlest stream will sharpen a stone if it flows with purpose. Remomo was once as gentle as they came, a quiet soul with a simple bowlcut, more interested in the patterns of moss than the ways of a blade. They were an outcast by temperament, too soft for a world that demanded strength. Then they met a traveler, another outcast with eyes full of a history Remomo couldn't comprehend but felt compelled to protect. This person saw not a novice, but a sanctuary. For them, Remomo put on the tactical flack. For them, the fury bloomed behind their eyes. Remomo learned that protecting one person can feel as monumental as Shokei-moji building a refuge for thousands. Their smile is only for one, but their wrath is for everyone else.