“A monk with a black hole in his right hand. His life's mission: break the curse before it swallows him whole.”
A void in his right palm that sucks in everything — but it's Naraku's curse, slowly expanding until it consumes him.
The sacred beads that seal the Wind Tunnel shut. Removing them opens it.
Trained Buddhist arts — sutras, barriers, demon detection. A full toolkit beyond the Wind Tunnel.
A survivor wrapped in humor and irreverence. He knows his right hand could consume him any day — and carries that knowledge with apparent ease. Beneath the lecherous exterior is a man carrying three generations of curse and a cold-eyed resolve to bring Naraku down. A monk who openly admits the most human desires — the contradiction is the character.