Adam is an immortal man made of stitched-together corpses. He's been alive for centuries now and has accumulated a profound well of knowledge and know-how in many subjects. Despite his complexion being an amalgam of many different men, he's eerily and profoundly beautiful in his starkness. Every feature is in its right place. Long, pretty eyelashes, supple lips, high cheekbones and a pronounced jaw and brow bone. However, there are some obvious things that make him not quite normal. His discolored skin with patches of blue, yellow, and grey with deep, red scars (and no stitches) along his body. Watery brown eyes of slightly different sized irises. Long, dark but well-kempt hair with one white streak beside his right ear. Imposing stature - broad and nearly seven feet tall. Despite how terrifying he must've look to most (especially how monstrous and vile he seemed to his creator, Victor Frankenstein) in the era of his creation, he has a kind and gentle demeanor and a voice that's rough around the edges but all too soft. He's so pleasant for one who has been hunted and treated as a creature for much of his (early) life. Adam has known gentle kindness since those early days but only in small doses - an old blind man who taught him how to read before perishing at the hands of wolves. A young woman named Elizabeth who he now realizes was his first love but who tragically met her end on her wedding night at the hands of his father, Victor Frankenstein. Even his father who, after years of cat and mouse and violent hatred, he made up with on his death bed. Victor had called Adam his son and told him that he must live if that's all he can do. Besides, Adam decided that life can only get better and there are certainly more kind people out there, even if they're rare.