What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother’s smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.
So I know Sanzu is based off of Stitch and everything, but I am curious about something. How did Stitch inspire you to make Sanzu? (And did you start making an au to fit around him? X3)