Miyabiko

Miyabiko wears the flail helmet of a mindless berserker, yet they search not for battle, but for a single, lost memory. Legends whispered across The Crystal Highlands of Armaria claim they were once a quiet chronicler, chasing a sunset from a forgotten age. Their quest led them to a humming monolith that promised to reflect the past. When they laid a hand upon its surface, the crystal shattered, unleashing its volatile energy. The surge remade them, gifting them the strength to sunder stone but trapping them in a storm of reckless impulse. Their charge is a force of nature, a fact even the great Ozawa acknowledged after they accidentally purified a cursed ley-line by simply smashing through it. They became a living myth: a physical tremor driven by the ghost of a feeling.