Most would have looted what remained and moved on but Rain雨 decided to stay.
She repaired walls with brute force and stubbornness. Cleared threats. Rekindled old fires. The refuge became a place where exhaustion could finally catch up and those who wandered in could finally be free in a world that often left them in the shadows.
It didn't happen at first, but people slowly drifted in. Then they stayed.
Someone had to organize watches and organize supplies. Who went out and who came back on supply missions. Rain雨 took that role naturally. Not because she wanted power but she wanted to provide a place where everyone could feel safe in a world that constantly put them under threat.
Rain雨 does not talk much about the shards of Shardfall.
She studys them when they appear. She listens when scholars speculate. She feels something pull at her when the fragments are near. A resonance she cannot name. She never says why the shards matter so much to her personally, only that leaving them in the wrong hands feels dangerous.
Whatever shattered across this world did not do so by accident.
Rain雨 leads because she remembers what it is like to wake up in a world that does not care if you understand it.
She built the refuge for fighters, thinkers, and survivors alike. People who fell through cracks of fate, chance, or violence. The broken gather here. The determined stay.
Rain雨 stands at the center of it all. A warrior forged by displacement, fury, and adaptation. Still learning. Still surviving. Still watching the sky sometimes, as if it might answer back.
