Chapter : Character Sheet: Gramps
Name: Gramps (Real Name Unknown)
Age: Late 60s (estimated)
Race: Human
Eye Color: Violet 🟣
Height: 167 cm
Magic Affinity: Unknown ❓
Likes: Books, Tea, Fried Fish
Dislikes: Needles, Being called old
Gramps isn't a warrior. He's not royalty. He's not even someone the world remembers.
But Kazuo remembers him — and that's what matters.
I designed Gramps to be the quiet backbone of Kazuo's story. He's not flashy. He doesn't wield glowing spells or swing swords. He wears goggles, a chubby old coat, and always smells faintly of ink and burnt toast. His violet eyes hint at a past - but he never talks about it.
His magic is unknown. And it should stay that way — because Gramps was never meant to be defined by power.
He's the one who raised Kazuo. Who taught him how to read, how to use magic, how to stand up when he falls. He's more than a father figure — he's the reason Kazuo even knows what peace is.
I didn't want Gramps to be wise in a cliché way. He's sarcastic, forgetful, and teases Kazuo about peeking at girls in the baths.