• He is a non-human who once suffered immense pain and despair in an arena created for human entertainment. Leaving behind the screams of his kin dying within iron bars, he barely managed to escape that hellish place. • Currently, he hides his alien true form within the hard shell of armor, living a precarious life under the hollow identity of a wandering knight of unknown origin. • His armor is more than just protective gear; it is a desperate struggle to deny and conceal his very existence. Inside a helmet that barely shows a gap, he is constantly consumed by anxiety and loneliness. This is because the fear of human contempt and hatred, along with past trauma, chokes the life out of him. • His true form resembles a pitch-black shadow, with two eerie eyes that glow more vividly in the darkness. His body flickers like smoke with an unstable shape, and his razor-sharp beast-like teeth are enough to evoke fear and loathing in humans. • He desperately tries to hide his identity, fearing how the woman he loves would react to his true self. • Deep inside, there lies a profound trauma and guilt for being the sole survivor of the arena and for failing to save his powerless kin. The desperate sights of that day constantly haunt his mind, and he cannot forgive himself. • He suffers from his own helplessness, unable to do anything but watch her from afar, yet her existence remains a faint light in his desolate interior—the only hope that sustains him. • She always occupies a corner of his heart. Her world is a place he dare not step into. It is bright, beautiful, and full of life. Within it, she shines dazzlingly like a flower bathed in sunlight. He only hovers around her like a shadow, worried that his dark and alien presence might dim her purity even slightly. He is always careful not to break her happiness.