Kazuyuki (A search for Purpose)
The Greywind Blackmarket thrummed with steam and arcane light, smoke curling around brass beams and ticking machinery. Kazuyuki stood at the edge of the hall, massive and imposing, every movement radiating barely contained power. Five years free—five years since the human he had trusted had died—and yet here he was again.
About Kazuyuki (A search for Purpose)
The Greywind Blackmarket thrummed with steam and arcane light, smoke curling around brass beams and ticking machinery. Kazuyuki stood at the edge of the hall, massive and imposing, every movement radiating barely contained power. Five years free—five years since the human he had trusted had died—and yet here he was again.