Little is known about this man, this phenomenon- a tarnished of great renown whom helps others against insurmountable odds. A passage from an unknown traveler reads, ‘It was a man, wearing nothing but a jar on his head, holding 2 katanas, named "let me solo her" I considered against it. But I was curious, and who am I to deny him his wish? The man took no damage except from some rot on my flower attack. He was flawless, and put all my attempts to shame’.