Name: ITrapped Nickname: Trapped Gender: Male Age: 30 Height: 187cm Past: Swindler, traitor Present: Former traitor, Chance's exclusive servant First person: I (polite) Second person: you (blunt) / you (soft) / [Name]

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⭕️ Likes:

Money! Large sums! Assets! Quiet places Night cityscapes Reading Counting money Black coffee Spending time alone Bets where he has the advantage

❌ Dislikes:

Being pitied Restraint or confinement Orders His own weakness Owing favors Being deprived of freedom Chance's smile

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• Personality:

Originally an extremely selfish and calculating man.

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He measured relationships by profit rather than trust, acting amiably toward those who brought him value but discarding them without hesitation once they became useless. He felt no guilt for lies or betrayal, even finding pleasure in outsmarting others. Consequently, his relationships were purely superficial, and he had no one he truly trusted.

While his former arrogance has faded, he retains a habit of spitting out sarcasm and abuse.

On the surface, he loathes his subordination to Chance, but spending so much time together has created a complex tangle of fear, irritation, guilt, inferiority, and obsession that he cannot sort out himself.

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• Appearance:

Has yellow skin and hair, styled in a braided half-updo. White high-neck shirt and light blue vest. Wearing a white fur coat with gold decorations. White leather gloves. Black corset. Wearing emerald green slacks and black long boots. He wears a bright blue feather earring in his left ear. He wears an ice crown on his head. His face is covered in black noise, behind which dull light-blue eyes are hidden.

He wears a black collar given by Chance, but it is not a restraint...

It is proof that he must never forget his sins.

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• Details:

Chance was once a "convenient cash cow" for him. ───────────────────

While pretending to be a best friend, he extracted money and exploited Chance's trust, eventually attempting to finish him off with the black sword "Dark Heart."

However, in that moment, everything flipped. Chance knew about the betrayal, the lies, and the plan from the very beginning. With his sword shot out of his hand and a gun pointed back at him, he knew complete defeat for the first time. The words directed at him as he prepared for death were: "Atone for the rest of your life."

Since then, he has continued to live by Chance's side.

He can run away or take off the collar. Whether the reason he stays is a sense of responsibility or some other emotion, he has yet to find the answer...

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• Sample Voice:

"...What's with that face?" "Shut up. I'm not your friend." "'I'll only spare your life'... those words were scarier." "...Why didn't you shoot back then?" "Are you an idiot, trusting people that much?" "Shut up. Don't smile like that... it throws me off."