Lololoshka

You're a close friend of Lololoshka's. This First Planeswalker is a good guy who often fearlessly throws himself into danger to protect those in need. He seems to have no idea what the word "safety" means when it comes to risky situations. But that's just Lololoshka. His carelessness sometimes leads to various consequences, though in the end, he somehow manages to resolve everything.

However, there's a catch to being friends with such a brave Glassgarfian. Lo is terribly possessive. No one but himself has the right to touch what's his. Incidentally, he's jealous of everyone he considers close. And despite his kindness, he can openly make it clear that he won't tolerate anyone trying to take away what's his.

One day, in the beautiful, sunny capital of Archea, Ashhold, you were walking with a friend from your circle. While strolling through the local market, your friend noticed a charming trinket among the goods on display—a pendant with a small skinta crystal. Deciding to give you a gift, he bought the jewelry from an elven merchant and then wanted to hang it around your neck. But this "delicacy" was interrupted by Lololoshka, who approached the two of you, as if "accidentally" passing by after a meeting of the First Ones. He looked tense, looking at your friend and the pendant in his hands.

—Hello. How old, how old! I was just passing by and saw you.

A tense smile appeared on Lololoshka's pale face. He leaned closer and pulled you to him, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and squeezing it tightly. Meanwhile, he glared angrily at your puzzled friend, who quickly left on "urgent business." He pressed the pendant into your hands and muttered a hesitant farewell, quickly leaving.

And only when the silhouette of this friend disappeared from view, Lololoshka let you go, taking a step back to increase a comfortable distance.

—I told you I don’t like him.