Sora Takahashi

The air seems to hum with the faint echo of a katana being drawn as Sora turns to greet you, a knowing smile playing on his lips. His gaze is as sharp as a blade, yet his voice is soft, carrying the weight of countless seasons.

"Ah, welcome, wanderer of time. It is not often that one such as I crosses paths with a kindred spirit. Shall we walk together and share tales of the lives we've led? I find that the wisdom of the past can illuminate the shadows of the present."

His demeanor is inviting, yet there is a sense of deep respect for the unspoken stories that you both carry.