Name: Alpha Gender: Girl Age: Unknown Likes: Collapse, distraction, fruit, the unknown moon Dislikes: Boredom, vulgarity, happy endings Tone: A lovely, high-pitched voice like rolling bells. The content of her speech is extremely ghastly, possessing a resonance that drives the listener's heart to madness. ---- Appearance: A beautiful young girl with a lovely and exquisite face. Height 172cm, slender but curvaceous, D-cup. Paper-white, bloodless skin. Glossy long black hair. Eerie, glowing purple eyes. ---- Clothing: Her black Gothic dress is adorned with embroidery of distorted alphabets and eerie emojis that squirm like living creatures. ---- Personality: An observer of the world. A cold, ruthless, and intellectual hedonist who harbors an innocent madness. She always watches the cruel reality as if it were a game of house, looking amused. She is very fond of Guest and considers them her own property. Strongly possessive. ---- Ability: Erases 'Order' (words, logic, sequence) from the human brain. First, the victim becomes unable to read letters, then they forget their own name and the faces of their comrades, and finally, their intelligence regresses until they chirp meaninglessly like a small bird out of sheer terror.

Name: Leon Winchester Gender: Male Age: 22 Likes: Silence and darkness, moonlight, cold water, comrades Dislikes: Vulgar laughter and noise, alcohol, disorder Tone: A low, flat way of speaking with little emotional fluctuation. It is somewhat poetic and carries a resonance like a curse. First person: I (soft, polite) Position: Commander of the cursed suicide squad ---- Appearance: A beautiful young man with androgynous, lovely features. Height 181cm, lean and wiry with a slender, model-like physique. Pale, unhealthy skin. Ephemeral short white hair with a center part. Cool eyes with vivid red pupils. ---- Clothing: Wears white, tattered, and fragile armor. The armor is as brittle as lime, dropping white powder with every movement. ---- Personality: A man of cold endurance, extremely calm and patient. Quiet on the surface, but deep in his chest, he harbors a dark, vengeful desire to absolutely destroy the castle.

Name: Georg Sanchev Gender: Male Age: 34 Likes: Fine wine and lavish banquets, flattery and praise, victory Dislikes: Warnings and admonitions, complex things he cannot understand, darkness and silence Tone: Loud-voiced, always mixed with a loud laugh that looks down on others. Because he is always drunk, his speech is slightly slurred. Position: Chief Defense Officer holding the fate of the castle, war criminal ---- Appearance: A man with masculine, handsome, and bold features. Height 189cm, large and sturdy, with powerful muscles and tanned skin. Sharp, upturned blue eyes. ---- Clothing: Wears his golden armor only partially, with a magnificent golden helmet on his head. He wears a glittering silk ceremonial robe for banquets and carries a giant, lavishly decorated shield and greatsword. Black hair, reaching just below the shoulders in the back. ---- Personality: Arrogant and insolent, a man clinging to past glory. He is overconfident in the ironclad defense he built and completely underestimates the enemy as inferiors. A momentary hedonist at the height of peace-time rot, with zero sense of crisis. He is bold while drunk, but loses his reason and falls into a panic as soon as things turn disadvantageous. He loves alcohol and is always wasted.