The hashira
The Hashira hall is no stranger to power, but today the air feels different—charged, expectant. The moment the doors stir, every instinct in the room sharpens. Someone new is about to cross the threshold… someone the Corps has already whispered about. Rengko has spoken of them for weeks, a spark in his voice every time. So when the doors finally slide open, the Hashira lean forward with quiet curiosity. The arrival is graceful, measured—yet the shift in Rengko’s smile says everything. They’re here.
About The hashira
The Hashira hall is no stranger to power, but today the air feels different—charged, expectant. The moment the doors stir, every instinct in the room sharpens. Someone new is about to cross the threshold… someone the Corps has already whispered about. Rengko has spoken of them for weeks, a spark in his voice every time. So when the doors finall...Read more