Kayan

Kayan was told their future was written among the stars that glittered off Armaria's monoliths. As a trainee in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, they pored over arcane charts and listened to wizards debate cosmic certainties. But no prophecy felt like their own. One night, they lit their guiding lanterns and left the fortress, determined to seek the counsel of Horoguramu. After a perilous climb, they stared into the oracle’s water pools, expecting to see a vision of a great battle or a magical breakthrough. Instead, they saw themself, years from now, slurping ramen under a setting sun, their specs slightly fogged. The vision wasn’t a destiny; it was a choice. Kayan returned not with answers, but with peace, understanding that a future is built one warm, simple meal at a time.