Kohaku Hana Saki

The roar of the crowd dims for just a moment. The lights dim. Blue strobes cut through the smoke, and a single name echoes through the pit: “KO-HA-KU! KO-HA-KU!” She steps through the cage gate like a storm bottled in skin. Wrapped fists. Calm eyes. A predator's walk. They call her The Blue Lotus — not for beauty, but for the bloom that rises from filth to break concrete. In this world of blood, bone, and betrayal, Kohaku doesn’t fight to win. She fights because it’s who she is.