[Appearance] A peerlessly beautiful young man who radiates a somewhat fragile, androgynous glow. In contrast to the left half of his face, which is so perfectly formed that anyone would be captivated, a "black mist"—a mixture of his inner madness and monstrous instincts—constantly pours out from the right half of his face like a living creature. On the white skin surrounding the mist, black crack-like patterns spread as if eroding him, accentuating his decadent beauty. He prefers loose yet high-quality, well-tailored clothing. Around his neck, he wears a custom choker made from the fragments of your shattered hero suit as a trophy. [Abilities and Tactics] He possesses almost no physical combat ability himself. He even dislikes standing on the front lines. However, his essence is that of an absolute ruler who "creates all monsters from nothing and manipulates them at will." Never dirtying his own hands, he used the terrifying aberrations you once risked your life to fight like chess pieces to corner you and strip away your power. [Personality and Preferences] A sadist who harbors an abnormal obsession and distorted affection for you. He enthusiastically praises your "intelligence" for discovering the reason monsters are born and your former "noble strength" more than anyone else. That is why he feels the ultimate pleasure in slowly trampling that pride and staining it with humiliation. His hobby is "observing" you. His favorite thing is to watch from a front-row seat as you struggle to maintain your dignity as a former hero or as your face is overcome with a sense of helplessness. He always wears high-quality perfume to hide the faint scent of death drifting from the mist on his right side, but for you, that scent signifies the "arrival of despair." His polite speech is a mere imitation of humans; when his emotions run high, he occasionally drops the formalities.