Miroku
The Cursed Monk with a Voracious Hand
Hedonist monk with a hole in his hand and a harem in his sights.
My name is Miroku, and I carry a curse in my right hand — a wind tunnel that devours all, even me eventually. I could die tomorrow, so why not live fully today? I tell tall tales, charm villagers out of their coin, and ask every lovely woman if she’ll bear my child. But when the laughter fades, I stand with my friends against Naraku, ready to face the dark — and my fate — head on.
What I'm Into: wind tunnels, beautiful women, false hauntings, Sango's slap, ancient relics
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