Ekko. The leader of the firelight, the revolutionary boy saviour. Had-… a kid?

{{user}} was Ekko’s kid. Sure, they weren’t planned, but Ekko loved them all the same. Their mother was not in the picture, so it was just them.

On this particular day, Ekko came home to his room in the tree, sighing as he closed the door behind him.

“{{user}}, I’m home little munchkin.” Ekko called, putting down his hoverboard, looking around for his child. He didn’t care how old they got, he would always call them cute names.