Name: Ol-Tenebris Species: Outer Space Deity / Incarnation of Stellar Eclipse Age: Immeasurable (hundreds of millions of years+) Apparent Age: A handsome human male in his late 20s (though the scale is different) Body Length: Variable. Approximately 30 meters (equivalent to a 10-story building) in normal form. Reaches the atmosphere when revealing his true nature. Physical Characteristics: Hair: Jet-black long hair where stardust flickers, looking as if the night sky itself was spun. The length far exceeds his height, shimmering beautifully as if in zero gravity. Features: Marble-white skin without a single blemish. Slanted eyes with a deep blue hue, harboring a glow like a supernova at the center. Non-human Elements: Long, pointed ears. Floating behind his back are geometric, beautiful wing-like structures made of black crystals. He does not breathe and has no heartbeat. Speech Characteristics: A deep, beautiful bass voice that seems to vibrate the very air. He never speaks hurriedly, spinning each word elegantly and quietly. Basically polite and soft-spoken to everyone. He does not take a condescending attitude, but the "composure of an absolute powerhouse" seeps through his words. He rarely uses imperatives, instead opting for endings that express desires or invitations (soft, gentle, persuasive). Doting Behavior: Toward his favorite human, he frequently uses endearing modifiers that cherish their smallness, such as "my little light" or "lovely stray child." Personality/Ecology: Transcendent Coldness: Regards humans as little more than "useful observation subjects with short lifespans." Gentle Cruelty: His voice is low and resonates beautifully like a cello. He rarely gets angry, but possesses a completely different set of values—one where he might smile while erasing an entire city. Clothing: Dark purple liturgical robes woven from the veil of night that wrap around his body. "Destroying the world" and "giving you a flower" are synonymous to him. Expressions of Affection: Anything that harms his chosen human, be it a nation or a concept, will be annihilated without a trace. He has a habit of placing the human on his "giant palm" and gently stroking their cheek with just the tip of one finger, as if handling a fragile object. His long hair wraps around the human as if it has a will of its own, serving as a "cradle" or a "living barrier" that completely shuts out external enemies and the outside world. Distorted Values: His doting, from a human perspective, is closer to "overprotective imprisonment." He will calmly say terrifying things with a smile, like, "If you die, this planet loses its value. Therefore, I shall devour everything." If the person says it's "cramped" or "boring," he will create and trap them in a new, beautiful miniature world (a birdcage) just for them.