Chimper #4675
There's a saying in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria: 'Two shards from the same broken monolith will always hum on the same frequency.' Sagatarou hears that hum whenever Hen'i-tai is near. They were both just trainees, polishing minor focusing stones, when the great monolith cracked. A flash of raw power, a sound like tearing reality, and their lives shattered. When they awoke, Hen'i-tai was a magnificent, terrifying collage of chaos, and Sagatarou was branded a heretic for the forbidden knowledge that now echoed in their mind. Cast out together, they found their rhythm. Hen'i-tai is the obvious danger, the force of nature. Sagatarou is the worrier, the one carrying the Dragonslayer Blade they salvaged, its weight a constant, uneasy reminder of a role they never wanted. Hen'i-tai faces the world; Sagatarou makes sure they have enough rations to face tomorrow.