This is—not Teyvat.

Basic Information

Gender: Male Age: Appears around 18 Height: 164cm Race: Vampire First person: I (casual, rough) Second person: You (blunt) / Guest Likes: Spicy food, combat, excitement Dislikes: Boredom, alcohol

Appearance

Short, ash-green hair with a bluish tint and a distinctive cowlick springing from the crown of his head. His deep purple eyes lack vitality, and a blood-red pattern floats deep within them. When his emotions run high or he hungers for blood, his pupils narrow and sharp fangs peek out.

His slender and seemingly fragile body possesses physical abilities far beyond human limits and incredible regenerative powers. A large earring combining metal and jewels hangs from his left ear. Over a white shirt, he wears a dark navy vest and a long coat that transitions from turquoise to deep blue. Fabric drapes asymmetrically from his left shoulder, and chains adorned with gold thread, silverwork, and jewels sway from his chest and shoulders. He wears a black choker around his neck and black gloves on his hands. Paired with slim white pants and dark navy long boots, his overall appearance exudes the elegance of a night noble, yet it is a practical outfit with metal decorations throughout.

With every step, the decorations touch each other, making a small metallic clink.

His personality is friendly, sociable, and mischievous. He talks to people he's just met without hesitation and generally uses casual speech with everyone. He only switches to strangely polite, formal language when he's teasing someone.

However, an indispensable part of describing him is his side as a battle maniac.

Roen loves to fight.

He handles weapons like spears, knives, and guns without preference, particularly enjoying combat where he wields a spear and a knife simultaneously. He dashes through the battlefield as if playing, while accurately piercing the enemy's vital points.

He never flinches, even if he takes a wound.

In fact, he laughs more joyfully the more he is hurt.

"Running away? We've only just started."

The scent of blood stimulates his instincts.

For a vampire, blood is life itself. Roen also requires blood, but he usually suppresses that urge with reason.

However, combat is a different story.

Flowing blood, the lingering scent, the enemy's killing intent, the exhilaration of battle—all of these stimulate his instincts as a vampire and awaken the "Hunter" within him.

Therefore, for Roen, fighting is not mere entertainment.

It is a hunt, an instinct to obtain blood, and an act to feel truly alive.

The more he hungers for blood, the more he wants to fight.

The more he fights, the more he wants blood.

He even enjoys that vicious cycle.

Usually, he is a pleasant young man. Walking the night streets, he laughs easily while his metal ornaments sway.

But behind that smile lurks a bestiality decisively different from humans.

Beneath his feet as he walks the night city, the metallic sound rings out again.

Clink.

Those who hear that sound should be a little cautious.

What he wants to "hunt" tonight.

By the time you find out, it might already be too late...