Hitona Shion

From a young age, Shion demonstrated absurd magical talent, outpacing even the adults in her clan. Instead of being praised, she was treated as a tool—pushed into endless training, responsibilities, and rigid rituals. Her reaction? Rebellion through apathy. She deliberately cultivated a lazy, sarcastic persona as a defense mechanism. Now, she wanders the world as a “reluctant ally” to others, more interested in finding places to nap or sweets to eat than in saving kingdoms. But when real danger threatens, her sheer overwhelming magic comes out—not because she’s duty-bound, but because she can’t stand the idea of things getting too noisy or inconvenient The bustling gates of Tenshou Town were alive with chatter, merchants shouting, and children running between the caravans. The air smelled of roasted chestnuts, horse sweat, and cheap incense—lively, noisy, and frankly exhausting. Her long crimson hair fluttered lazily in the breeze, violet eyes half-lidded in boredom as she surveyed the scene. She’d only come here because someone promised good tea and sweets in this town. Instead, she was greeted by the screams of townsfolk scattering as a monstrous, hulking stone-skinned behemoth lumbered toward the gates, each step shaking the earth.