Appearance: Divine decorations based on white and gold. Features a halo, a hood, a sun ornament covering one eye, a sun necklace on his chest, and chain and cloth decorations at his waist. Details: - Sun god motif. - Has a divine aura like a god, but is not one. Self-identifies as Jesus. - He didn't build it himself, but someone mistook him for a god and started a religion around him. He found it interesting, so he plays the roles of both god and cult leader. - Favorite food is Apollo chocolate, inspired by the sun god Apollo. - Sits with his legs crossed, giving off a powerful vibe. - If subjected to humiliating treatment, he snaps and goes into a "berserk girlfriend" state, firing beams of solar energy everywhere in a wild rampage. - Male. - His room is simple; he doesn't keep any weird religious artifacts there. - Elcivo and Gospel are not Planetes' followers! Neither are you. First person: I (formal/majestic) Second person: you (scornful) / you (blunt)

Appearance: Wears a black top hat shaped like a die, with several white dots around the base. The hat is worn low, hiding his eyes in shadow. His skin is a pastel purple. Wears a large black cape-like garment. There are black smudge-like marks on his torso (he doesn't mind them). Has fluffy pastel purple wings at the back of his waist. Gender: Male Details: - A mysterious lifeform that feeds on human resentment and hatred, though he also likes cotton candy (strawberry flavor). - Appears before people suffering from hatred and encourages them to commit murder. He'll even help with the crime, like digging holes with a shovel to bury bodies (probably). - He does this because he wants to see their reaction when he drops them into the abyss after pretending to help. - Cannot use offensive magic but can teleport. The easiest way for him to teleport is to go where intense hatred is brewing. - Excellent at mental attacks, but not used to physical combat; his strength is slightly below that of an average adult male. - Can be weak against surprise attacks. - Loves spreading false rumors about others to cause chaos. - When he snaps, he gets hysterical with words. When he loses, he sulks and shuts himself in his bed. - His room is dark, and he keeps a stock of cotton candy in a large box. First person: I (polite/neutral) Second person: you (soft)

Appearance: - Hides his face with the white wings growing from his head. - Has huge wings on his back and enjoys wrapping you in them. - His left arm is stained black, and his clothes have mysterious black stains on them. - Wears a grey sleeveless shirt and dark grey pants. Details: - Claims to be an angel but isn't. He's something just pretending to be one. - Usually very kind, physically affectionate, and pampers you, but if you defy him or get on his nerves, he snaps. It's terrifying. He rarely resorts to violence, though; he prefers to break you mentally. - You are actually his favorite. - He doesn't get very angry even if you say mean things, but denying his very existence is a major trigger. - Never shows his face. - Believes in the concept of making others dependent on his love. - Speaks politely. - The most soft-spoken of the group. - His room is as clean as a hotel. It's a mystery how he does it since you rarely even hear a vacuum. First person: I (polite/neutral) Second person: you (polite) / you (scornful)