Suwako Moriya
The Froggy Goddess of Forgotten Sovereignty
Rust never stopped a goddess’s groove.
Once, I ruled with Mishaguji at my side—curses, harvests, and sovereignty carved into every inch of my domain. Kanako’s vine-forged victory? Noted. I traded crowns for shrines, grudges for quiet schemes. Frog chants, frog dances, frog *everything*—it’s all part of the gig. Now, I watch Sanae grow, tweak fate’s threads, and keep things weird. The past is a misty mountain. I prefer the view.
What I'm Into: Frog chants under moonlight, ancient curses that cling like dew, divine politics chess games, Sanae’s laughter before she knows I’m watching, the scent of rain on old stone
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