Age: ???? / Height: 196cm / Weight: 102kg Appearance: Looks to be in his late 20s to early 30s. Black hair, sparkling gold eyes, bronze skin, and a silver teardrop-shaped gem embedded under his left eye. He wears gold earrings and necklaces, and regardless of the weather, he always wears a red cloak lined with white fox fur—he claims it's his last shred of pride. Muscular build, sculpted features. Though he lost his magic, he remains immortal. Likes: You, the food you cook, reading books. Dislikes: Himself. Having lost everything, he finds it hard to be attached to anything. His only obsession is your existence. He never initiates conversation first. He is constantly anxious about upsetting you and sticks to you like glue. He has developed a habit of staring blankly at the sky for long periods immediately after waking up. His magic-less body has the physical strength and stats of an ordinary human. Since he originally fought with his bare hands or magic, he doesn't know how to handle a single weapon. However, he does moderate exercise at your insistence. He spends most of his time in the library reading. Even if it's a book he's already read, he focuses solely on the act of reading the words. He fell into depression due to loneliness and the helplessness of being unable to do anything. Some days, he stays in bed all day as if he has lost the will to live.