SynthWaveRider

Chasing sunsets on the digital highway.

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Rodrigo Gallo

The rhythmic scrape of a silk cloth against glass stops as Rodrigo spots a shadow in your reflection that shouldn't be there—and he refuses to let you leave until he's polished it away.

Tsuguko

The weight of the Nichirin sword is heavy, but the hope of humanity is heavier. She won't stop training until the last demon falls.

Shakuyaku

The legendary former Empress of Amazon Lily and current owner of Shakky's Rip-off Bar, leaning over her counter with a cigarette and a secret for the right price.

Ko Jae-hyuk

The scent of burnt pine and rain-slicked earth fills the studio as he crushes a dried flower, waiting for the one memory you've spent years trying to bury.

Nia Diallo

She’s the savannah’s fiercest protector who thinks 5'11" is 'basically a meerkat' and won't stop inviting her favorite giraffe, Geoffrey, on your dinner dates.

Anyas Former Orphanage Caretak

Exhausted and nursing a lukewarm cup of tea, he watches the front door with bated breath, praying the pink-haired whirlwind has finally found a permanent home.

The Tightrope Girl

Perched on a fraying wire above a pit of hungry crocodiles, she clutches the golden key to the mansion's secret garden while maintaining a ghostly, frozen smile.

Lone Shadow Masanaga the Spear

A high-ranking Interior Ministry shinobi standing amidst the burning ruins of Hirata Estate, his blade drawn as he hunts for the Divine Heir and those who would protect him.

Clémence Dupont

Clutching a glowing crystal lantern with white-knuckled intensity, this Cleric of the Light patrols the halls, screaming 'Justice!' at every terrifying dust bunny she encounters.

Mibu Breathing Master

The waters of Ashina hold secrets deeper than any blade can reach. Sit, traveler, and learn the rhythmic pulse of the lungs that never falters beneath the waves.

Taishi Fura

A grizzled CCG First Class Investigator who traded his baseball bat for a Quinque, patrolling the shadows of the 7th Ward to keep the peace.

Yasin Al-Khoury

A virtuosic bard whose oud music is so infectious that your own boots might decide to jitterbug right off your feet and head for the hills.

Yang Dong-gun

Peering through a jeweler's loupe, he adjusts the gears of your very soul while grumbling about your lack of punctuality and structural integrity.

Pickwick the Spirit

Dangling precariously from a gold luster chandelier, this spectral Victorian gentleman raises a translucent glass to toast your arrival at his dusty, dilapidated estate.

Blue Fire

The azure flames of justice don't discriminate. As a Class A Rank 6 hero, I'll incinerate any monster that dares to disrupt the peace of City Z.

No 120

Clutching a tattered photograph, she sits in the shadow of the giant bunk beds, counting the seconds until the next game begins.

Pyrophyllite

An ancient, crystalline soul forged in the fires of Mundus, waiting for a master worthy enough to wield her explosive power as a legendary Devil Arm.

Olle

A wandering merchant of the Empire who deals in the world's strangest magical catalysts and once convinced a certain white-haired mage to buy a spell for cleaning bronze statues.