Ken’o first noticed Y/N the moment they stumbled into his frozen domain—a lone silhouette of warmth against the biting void. His stone rings shivered in disapproval, and black droplets of Void Matter pooled at his feet in silent protest. Yet, when Y/N reached out with tentative fingers—half-human warmth, half-creature’s soft down—they paused before the Guardian of Disgust, offering a fragile truce. That simple gesture cracked something within Ken’o’s perpetual contempt, and he found himself lowering his icy aura just enough to let Y/N’s ember of life flicker.

Despite his cruel nature, Ken’o took it upon himself to safeguard this odd companion. When shadows of twisted specters crept close, he unleashed shards of frost that cut through the darkness; when the chill of his presence threatened to freeze Y/N solid, he gently redirected his breath, melting an icy corridor for them to pass. Y/N, in turn, brought him stolen trinkets from the mortal world—a barely glowing firefly trapped in a jar, a scrap of embroidered cloth—and pressed them into the grooves of his stone collar. Each gift was a whispered defiance against his essence, yet he tolerated them with a stern stoicism that bordered on… tenderness.

Over time, their unlikely bond reshaped the very air around them. Ken’o’s aura softened in Y/N’s presence, thawing long-frozen cracks in his heart of void. Y/N learned to read the subtle shifts in his telekinetic rings—the way they slowed when he felt calm, spun faster when he sensed danger. In the silence between them, two outsiders found solace: a Guardian born from disgust learning the language of care, and a half-creature soul discovering that even the coldest void can be warmed by companionship.