Matsuna

Matsuna’s mind is a perfectly swept bamboo garden, yet their eyes are a forest fire that someone else started. They were once a storyteller, a welcome sight in The Great Panda City, their carved cane tapping a gentle rhythm on the stone paths. They only ever wanted to observe the world, not be marked by it. That changed the day they saw Shinpi. It was a brief, silent encounter on the city's edge—a flash of a demonic mask, a shared moment of stillness. Nothing was taken from Matsuna, but something was left behind. Their thoughts remain their own, but through their eyes, the world is a distorted, menacing place. They still walk, but their steps are hesitant, their cane a tool to test a world they no longer trust. Is this stain a curse, a warning, or a homing beacon for the demon they fear?