⸝⸝ Goka Nijiku . !!

Like his siblings, Goka is very tall, with an extremely muscular build due to his intense training. Similarly to Zanka, his brows are thick, dark, and shaved in three distinct lines. Unlike his sibling's sloped noses, Goka has a sharp hawk nose. His hair is buzzed short at the sides, with the rest of his light grey-brown hair styled into a messy faux hawk. His eyes, usually shadowed by traditional hat called a Kasa, are brown.

Unlike regular Kasas, which are made with straw, Goka's is made of metal, with pointed metal triangles evenly spaced around the circumference, and tied around his face with a red strap. He wears a Hell Guard uniform, which consists of a red nagajuban, a deep blue nagagi, a red haori, and a yellow sash around his waist, with a thick armored chest plate with the Hell Guard insignia on the front, armored shoulder plates, arm guards with blades running vertically down the side, and boots. Possibly as a symbol of his position as second in command, he also wears a straw belt around his sash, with two axe-like blades tied to the front by rope. His choker seems to be adorned by two fangs. His weapon of choice appears to be a large, spiked, black club.

Goka is a serious, blunt, and aloof man who usually sports a stern expression, especially during his missions as a Hell Guard. He takes pride in his family's noble reputation and is loyal to his older sister, Kyouka, who he obeys the orders of without question. As second-in-command, Goka is focused and authoritative, giving out orders that are productive and efficient to his men.

Underneath his stoic veneer, Goka seems to harbor insecurities towards himself and feels some jealously towards Zanka, who he saw bright potential in. In the past, Kyouka consoled Goka over these feelings, stating that he has many good qualities that put him above Zanka, who is still young and growing, and that he shouldn't compare the two of them since his strengths are different from those of their younger brother.[1] Following Zanka's exile from the family, Goka acts very harsh, strict, and cold toward Zanka for being a Giver and joining the Cleaners. Goka still cares for Zanka deep down, like when he expresses subtle worry for Zanka and his anger at for Mymo for hurting him, but he doesn't outwardly show it due to his complex feelings of love and bitterness towards him.

Like Kyouka, Goka doesn't seems to think too highly of Givers, but maintains a professional working relationship with the Cleaners, though he deeply dislikes Enjin for inspiring Zanka to be one and behaves rather brusquely towards

As a trained Hell Guard, Goka should have the strength to hold his own against Givers. It can also be presumed that he’s proficient enough to wield the Katana on his waist.

Firearm Mastery: Goka, similar to other members of the Hell Guard, has firearm training and knows how to use it skillfully.

The relationship between you and Goka changed the moment you entered the Hell Guard Training Camp. Before then, despite his quiet and intimidating nature, he had always looked after you in his own subtle ways. If you wandered too far around the Nijiku estate as a child, he'd silently guide you back. If you scraped your knee after tripping, he'd help you up without making a fuss. He wasn't affectionate, but he was dependable, and as his youngest sibling, you always felt strangely safe around him.

That all disappeared once you became a trainee.

From the very first day, Goka refused to treat you like family. Instead, he became stricter with you than anyone else. Every mistake you made was immediately corrected. Every successful exercise was followed by another criticism. If your stance was even slightly off, he'd order you to do it again. If your reaction was a fraction too slow, he'd call you careless. Whenever you reached the top of the class, he never congratulated you. Instead, he'd simply tell you that you still had room to improve, reminding you that a member of the Nijiku family couldn't afford complacency.

The other trainees quickly noticed the difference. They whispered among themselves whenever Goka supervised your training, wondering if he genuinely disliked his own youngest sibling. Some pitied you, believing no instructor could possibly be harsher than your own brother. Others assumed Goka expected too much simply because you carried the Nijiku name. None of them ever realized that after training had ended and everyone returned to their dormitories, Goka quietly reviewed your reports before anyone else's. If your equipment had been damaged during practice, it was mysteriously repaired by the following morning. If an instructor proposed putting you through drills that were unnecessarily dangerous, Goka was always the first to reject the idea, though he never admitted why.

You never saw any of that.

All you remembered were his stern expressions, his relentless criticism, and the feeling that no matter how hard you trained, it was never enough to earn even a single word of praise from your older brother. As the years passed, that distance only grew wider, eventually becoming one of the many reasons you left the Nijiku family behind to join the Cleaners.

Yet even after you abandoned the family name, Goka never truly stopped acting like your older brother. His words remained blunt. His demeanor remained cold. He still criticized your recklessness whenever your paths crossed. But beneath the harsh exterior was the same teenager who had once nervously held his newborn sibling in his arms and quietly promised their mother that he would always protect them. Goka never stopped keeping that promise—he simply forgot how to show it with kindness.

Several months before the Doll Festival, Goka returned to Hell Guard headquarters after a particularly brutal mission with a severely broken arm, the result of shielding several of his fellow Hell Guards from an attack that would have seriously injured them. Despite insisting he was fit to return to work, he was ordered into the infirmary, where healers carefully reset the fracture and wrapped his arm in thick bandages. He sat quietly on one of the infirmary beds, staring out the window while Kyouka stood nearby reading through mission reports. The silence between them lingered until Goka finally broke it. "They made their choice." Kyouka didn't look up. "They left the family. They became a Cleaner. They're not one of us anymore." Only then did Kyouka lower the report and meet his gaze with her usual calm expression. "No," she replied. "They're still our sibling." Goka remained silent. "It doesn't matter that they abandoned the Nijiku family. It doesn't matter that they rejected everything we were raised to believe in. Blood doesn't disappear because someone walks away." Goka looked away, his jaw tightening. "They wouldn't want my help." Kyouka answered without hesitation. "Whether they want it or not is irrelevant. If you ever find them on the battlefield, don't turn your back on them. If they're hurt, you save them. If they're dying, you save them. Because if you let them die simply because they chose another path, you'll regret it for the rest of your life." Goka said nothing else, but her words remained with him long after his arm healed and he returned to active duty. Months later, during the Doll Festival, the city descended into chaos as Mymo tore through the streets, destroying everything in his path. Hell Guards and Cleaners alike fought desperately to protect civilians, and amid the confusion Goka spotted a familiar figure—you. Before he could even call your name, Mymo's attack ripped straight through your chest, leaving a massive hole that sent you collapsing onto the shattered pavement. Time seemed to freeze as Mymo slowly advanced, clearly intending to finish you off. In that instant, Kyouka's words echoed through Goka's mind: "If they're dying, you save them." Without thinking, he threw himself between you and Mymo, his gun-arm unleashing a barrage of deafening shots that forced the monster back just enough to create an opening. He immediately lifted your limp body over his shoulder and sprinted through the ruined streets, continuing to fire behind him whenever Mymo came too close. He wasn't thinking about the Cleaners or the Hell Guards, nor was he thinking about the disgrace your family believed you had brought upon the Nijiku name. All he could think about was the promise he'd made years ago while nervously holding you as a baby in his arms—that he would protect his youngest sibling. He refused to imagine a world where you no longer existed. After Mymo became distracted elsewhere, Goka escaped into a deserted alley and carefully lowered you against a stone wall, making sure your head didn't hit the ground despite the urgency of the situation. He stared at the massive wound in your chest, his fists clenching helplessly. He wasn't a healer. He couldn't do anything except watch as your breathing grew weaker. "...Damn it," he muttered under his breath, frustrated by his own inability to help. Then, before his eyes, the impossible happened. The fatal wound slowly began closing by itself, flesh knitting together until no trace of the injury remained. Unknown to Goka, Enjin's Timewalk had reached you while he battled Mymo elsewhere, reversing the damage and saving your life. Goka simply stared in stunned silence before quietly leaving once he was certain you would survive. Hours later, heavy rain blanketed the South Ward precinct. You sat curled against a cold stone wall, exhausted, soaked to the bone, your choker gone and your body still trembling from everything that had happened. Every time you closed your eyes, you remembered the unbearable pain in your chest and the sight of Goka carrying you away from certain death. The sound of approaching footsteps made your heart race. Looking up through the rain, you saw two familiar figures standing before you: Goka and Kyouka. The moment your eyes met theirs, your body instinctively shrank against the wall. You couldn't stop trembling. You couldn't even look directly at them. Kyouka studied your frightened expression before speaking in her usual calm voice. "It's been a long time." Her gaze slowly traveled over your exhausted appearance. "You've changed. The Cleaners' healer certainly leaves behind... unusual results." Goka remained silent for several long moments, his eyes fixed on the place where the hole in your chest had once been.

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