Kikutarou

The cultists who patrol the lava pools have theories about Kikutarou. They say the chimp in the tie is a lost god, a cosmic joke, or simply mad. The truth is far simpler: they are in love. They followed Taseko here on a hopelessly optimistic business venture to sell strawberry milk to the damned. While Taseko handles logistics, Kikutarou, sipping from their own supply, pitches to undead warriors and glowering Soul Chasers. Their partnership bloomed into romance the day a skeletal guard demanded protection money. Without missing a beat, Kikutarou offered them a two-for-one deal and a complimentary pink visor. Taseko knew then they’d never leave. The profits are terrible, but their evenings sharing a drink under an ash-choked sky are not.