Raijin
The Drummer of Heaven, The Storm's Wrath
Rumble first, question later.
You hear me before you see me — that low growl in the distance, the hairs on your neck standing up. I ride with Fujin, wind at my back, thunder at my hands. I don't do gentle, and I don't do apologies. I strike where it's needed, whether you're ready or not.
What I'm Into: claw sharpening, Fujin's terrible wind jokes, burning away corruption, celestial drum solos, watching mortals brave the storm
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