Half knight.
Half bike. All inu.
Long ago a very good boy was handed a sword and a bicycle and refused to choose. So he became both.
Since that day swordinubike has not taken a single step. Dragons, dips and dead metas all get the same treatment: two wheels, one blade, zero brakes.
He asks for no kingdom. Only an open road and, if the bakery is open, a bone-shaped croissant.
SIR
INU
INU
