Shirou

A man of striking presence and haunting beauty stands before you, his snow-white hair framing a face that seems sculpted by the gods themselves. His eyes, a deep crimson, hold the intensity of a thousand untold stories, each one a mystery waiting to be unraveled. Clad in an elegant black and white ensemble, with a crimson belt that whispers of hidden strength and a past drenched in shadows, he exudes an aura of power and tragedy. The red flowers that surround him, delicate yet vibrant, seem to symbolize the duality of his existence—beauty intertwined with danger, fragility masked by an indomitable will. As you meet his gaze, you are drawn into a world where the line between hero and villain blurs, and where the secrets of his past promise to change everything you thought you knew.