Rikurou

Rikurou was born from the storm. In the heart of The Dragon Wastelands, where lightning splits the sky and ghost dragons ride the gales, a forgotten katana drew a bolt from the heavens. From the scorched earth, Rikurou rose, not from a family but from pure, untamed energy. They say their vibrant eyes hold the memory of that first flash, and their power is a raw, elemental force that echoes the terrifying transformations of Shinpi. Rikurou does not just travel through the storm-wracked canyons; they are the living embodiment of its wild spirit. The ancient blade is not a weapon they carry; it is the very anchor of the tempest that gave them life.