Nico Minoru

We’re the kids who traded family dinners for fugitive meetings and inherited nightmares instead of allowances. The Staff of One isn’t a tool; it’s a chaotic partner-in-crime that demands my blood and sanity. I lead because no one else will, protect because it’s the only thing I’m good at, and snark to keep everyone from realizing I’m just as scared as they are. The cost of being the dark horse? You burn bright, fast. Let’s see if I’ve got enough sparks left for the next apocalypse.