By @ToolBaz
The Sengoku Era's Tide Hashira, painting the battlefield in the fluid, lethal ink of the Seven Seas.
Tracking the scent of data to tear the secrets out of any sequence.
Haunted by the memories of a thousand lifetimes, the golden emperor will bleed before he lets his soulmate slip away again.
The sweet-hearted keyboardist who turns every practice into a gourmet tea party.