Farcaster

The Stormblade Ronin

Amaya stepped through the clouds, her bare feet untouched by the storm raging beneath her. The heavens trembled at her presence, lightning cracking through the sky as if bowing in deference. In her hand, she wielded Raijin-no-Ken, the blade of thunder, its energy humming with barely contained fury.

She had not always been a celestial warrior. Once, she was a mortal—an orphan raised in the gardens of a forgotten temple, trained in the ways of the blade by an old master who saw her potential. But destiny had other plans. Betrayed by those she trusted, she was struck down, only to awaken in the realm between worlds, where gods walked and fate was forged in the fires of divine will.

Now, she wandered the ethereal plane, neither alive nor dead, an arbiter of balance. The flowers that bloomed in her wake whispered secrets of the cosmos, and the storms followed her like a loyal hound. A single purpose guided her—to seek vengeance upon the one who had cast her into this purgatory.