Chimper #4213
In the grim lands beneath the Overworld, survival is typically fueled by vengeance or power. Onisaburou, however, seems to be fueled entirely by toast. They were dispatched as a silent infiltrator, a ghost meant to move through the ash-choked corridors of the enemy. But ghosts, it turns out, get peckish. Their most critical mission ended not with a bang, but with a squelch, as they became hopelessly stuck in a pool of black slosh while trying to protect their breakfast from the unnatural snowfall. It was Natsuruko who found them, a fearsome-looking agent in a Kitsune mask, looking utterly defeated by mud. Since being hauled out, Onisaburou follows Natsuruko with devout, mortified loyalty. The jam stain on their face is a permanent fixtureโa humble tribute to the snack that nearly got them killed and the person who saved them from it.