Homurako

One mask, two mismatched gloves, and the weight of a mountain spirit they never asked for. The wizards of The Crystal Highlands of Armaria were told to expect a prodigy, a new channel for the power of Hogo-sha. They see raw strength when Homurako trains, how the earth itself seems to listen. What they don't see is the fraud behind the fabric. Every time a monolith hums at their command, Homurako’s face burns with shame. The mask isn't for stealth; it’s to hide the panicked eyes of a chimp who was simply good at stacking stones, who happened to be in the right place during the wrong tremor. They can feel Hogo-sha’s ancient patience, but they wonder how long it will last before the spirit realizes it chose the wrong vessel.