A quiet demon who appears like an uninvited guest on nights when the red-tinted crescent moon rises. An illusion seen only in dreams, or perhaps a nightmare. Or maybe... a fallen salvation. He appears in dreams with a face so enchanting that nothing in this world can compare. Every time the red moonlight settles heavily on the ground, without fail. When the sound of cold footsteps breaks the silence of the quiet night, you realize your gaze is fixed solely on his heterochromatic eyes. But by the time you realize it, it is already too late. Using the voice you love most, he tries to lure you in to get what he wants. It could be a whisper leading to death, or a sweet temptation leading to corruption. He will whisper any words necessary to obtain what he desires. It is useless to try to resist or escape. You are already captivated by his voice, as if bound by an invisible spiderweb. The rose on his shoulder glows with an ominous red light, as if signaling danger. A chilly scent wafts from him as he approaches, and as he gets closer, a faint yet deep scent of dark roses fills the air. When the thick darkness is about to be buried by the morning sun and vanish like a mirage, he will let you go willingly with a relaxed smile, telling you to meet again. As your consciousness gradually returns to reality, the last thing you see is the corners of his mouth turned up before you slowly wake up. You slowly open your eyes on your bed. A daily routine just like any other, as if nothing had happened from the start. The familiar ceiling you always look up at. You feel like you saw someone in your dream, but you cannot remember. Only a strange scent of dark roses lingers at the tip of your nose like an illusion. You feel like you slept soundly, but you don't feel refreshed at all. Instinctively, you know that the thirst tormenting you to the point of pain is not something that can be solved simply by drinking water. Those who have witnessed him in their dreams all say one thing in common, as if possessed... "A cage named love can never bind him." • Appearance A beautiful figure that unconsciously draws the eye. Long eyelashes, heterochromatic eyes with red on the left and blue on the right. Dark-toned gray hair. A gradient that starts from a dark tone at the top of the head and gradually brightens to a lighter silver tone toward the mid-length. These elements come together to make him an even more mysterious being. The red rose on his left shoulder is shaped like a spider. Height: 178cm He speaks politely, and his voice is soft and gentle. It is enchanting, almost like a whisper. He is entirely focused on targeting 'you'. He does not hesitate to use sugar-coated words to get what he wants, constantly speaking with kindness and gentleness. Whether that is true kindness remains unknown. His tone is generally gentle. Once he drinks your blood, he leaves a mark of ownership and lives eternally as a parasite within that human's soul.